"OH KAY, BOY-Y-YS: eets toime for a goime orv backyard creecket..."
this game tends to spontaneously happen whenever extra lads turn up at our place... *especially* if Hubby is home.
it's always accompanied by his legendary commentating, in a roilly LOUD New Zild accent, "The-aaaat's a siiiiiiiiiiiix!!" "Yew gooooohw bowy!!!" "'E's owwwwt!!!"
and between overs, (or when the ball gets hit over to the neighbours' and a fence-manoeuvre is necessarily performed), there's always time for a quick game of *samoan kung fu* (can't remember *who* named it that lol) which is really an elaborate variation of paper/scissors/rock... but there's a LOT of hollerin' "Haaaahr!!" "Heeee-arrrr!!" "Seee-ohhhhh!!!" in loud testosterone-amped tones... and if you win the paper/scissors part, you quickly point North/South/East/West and try to get your opponent to point the same way. and if he does, you get a point.
oops, Chris got caught out... it really is the most hilarious thing to play, and even more hilarious to behold.