Sports

The Baseball description reminds me of how this
native went to his first cricket match and described it
to his witchdoctor after he got back. I heard it when
I was in college and have no idea where it originated.

He said "It was a beautiful sunny Sunday. A big
crowd of people gathered around this giant grass field
with a thin strip of mowed and flattened pitch in the middle.
There were three sticks at either end of the strip.
A man in a long overcoat came out with two men in sweaters
and he tossed a coin in to the air. They went out and out
came eleven men in sweaters and white pants. One of them was padded
and had big gloves. Then out came two men with pads on their legs
and small gloves holding big sticks. They took positions at
either end of the strip and one of the other men came running
towards the wickets and threw this ball at the person holding
the stick. And lo and behold it started to pour.

White man sure knows how to make rain"

A man went to Confession and said to the priest : "Forgive me, Father.
I used the F-word this week."

"Ah, my son. Tell me the circumstances which caused you to use the F-word.
After all, I can understand a person being provoke into using it."

"Well, I was golfing and I had just hit a beautiful tee-shot that sailed
straight as an arrow for 280 yards, but then suddenly sliced into the
woods."

"That is when you used the F-word. I can appreciate your frustration,
my son, as I am a golfer myself."

"No, I stayed cool at that point, Father. I then hit a perfect shot
out of the woods, but suddenly it landed in the sand trap."

"Now, I can understand you saying the F-word at that point."

"No, Father, I was calm even then. I got out my sand wedge and hit a
perfect shot out of the trap right at the pin, but suddenly the ball
stopped an inch from the cup."

"Ah, that is when you used the F-word. How frustrating."

"No, Father, I was still cool."

"YOU MEAN YOU MISSED THE FUCKING PUTT?!?!??!"