Sorry for the no-posting of late, but the East Coast heat wave and rain in England have conspired to put cricket on my back burner for now.
And, well, there’s also Wimbledon. I could be wrong, but I believe there is a sizable bunch of mid- and upper-class Indians, particularly Goans (like myself), who count the two weeks at Wimbledon among the best parts of the year. It’s when my Anglophilia comes into full blossom — even if it periodically raises questions about why I like such exclusive events like cricket at Lord’s or finals at Wimbledon (where tickets may reach around $20,000 if Andy Murray beats J. Tsonga). Is my inner snob crying out?