Notes from a small island A weblog by Jonathan Ali |
Sunday, April 04, 2004 At the end, it wasn't the conches and horns that blew, not the calypsonians who sang, neither was there any sign of the joyous self-expression of a people jubilant at the overthrow of the colonial yoke. Instead, the chants of thousands of fleshy, sun-burnt bodies, some wrapped in Union Jacks, other in the cross of St George rang around the Kensington Oval to acclaim a team who have made them proud. --Michael Atherton, writing in Sunday's UK Telegraph, in the wake of England's series-clinching victory against the West Indies yesterday. posted by Jonathan | 7:20 PM 0 comments 0 Comments: |
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