Andy Capp by Reg Smythe for September 20, 2024

They left him down under.

I wonder if it was intentional since the first of the one dayers started last night/ yesterday between Aus and Eng?

I imagine he wasn’t sober, either.

One thing I gotta say about this strip—it’s VERY British! It would be very interesting to see how the Capps would fare on a trip to the “colonies”.

If I knew anything about cricket, I might understand today’s comic.

He could have been a contender, could have been somebody in his mind.

I have seen pictures of cricket bats I would hope they would also have a bigger strike zone.

Andy is ENGLISH!! Why is that treated as bad? A Scot is always Scottish, the same with the Welsh and the Irish. Yet it seems, if you’re English you can’t be proud of it. It really annoys me

In today’s environment, I cannot see ONE reason why ANYONE would want to visit the colonies. FAR too much hatred, phony Christians, police brutality, treason, racism. And those are not the worst of the country.

Chalkie’s gone daft. Andy would never stoop to “clean a bowl”, especially if Flo filled it.

Ice cold beer he would go into shock

Really, Andy? Quibbling about that after all these years?

That’s what happens when you play with crickets. Cricket Lives Matter! Dilly! Dilly! and God Save the King! Prince Harry… not so much.

And at the so-called punchline we hear…..crickets!

Those are all words. But I don’t get any of it.

Andy is a poor sport

Yeah Andy what did you think you were playing Andy, rugby.

My second tour in Vietnam was in Saigon. One of the guys I worked with was a cricket-mad Australian Army captain. I could write an entire book on the lengths he went to so that he could listen to the Test Matches on the radio.

He tried ( in vain ) to get me enthused about the game but even watching a live match put me to sleep. He did, however, teach me the rules and to understand how cricket should be played.

When I visited him in Australia, the first thing he wanted to do – other than take me to a bar for a beer – was to take me to watch a cricket match in Melbourne.

The only 6 Andy could ever hope for would be the number of pints he could cadge at the pub after the match.

Kerry Greenwood [an Australian mystery writer] once told in one of her books about Miss Fisher attending a match that lasted several days because of the lengthy breaks for lunch and refreshments.

It would seem that some of the elements of cricket are like American baseball, such that if a batted ball causes an outfielder to chase it on the ground, then the batter gets to run back and forth between “wickets” to score points until the ball is back in play. A ball knocked out of the stadium [apparently a rare event] is like an American home run and is scored as four points. What I don’t understand however is why is there all that lumber used to build the wickets.

Aussie’s are used to dealing with unpleasant and dangerous creatures, so going up against Andy was no problem for them.