Friday, May 23, 2008
There are roughly the same amount of people on the train, but somehow the train feels fuller. They look 'wrong'. They smell wrong.
I sit down at a table with a couple of blokes: mid 40's, shiny-faced, hair cropped to disguise the thinning, polo shirts with contrasting corporate logos,drinking Heineken. Drinking Heineken? At eight o'clock in the morning? I check the rest of the carriage. The demographic is, as Lee McQueen might say, almost exclusively of the male genre. Mostly drinking Heineken.
An older man moves among them, distributing tickets and collecting cash. If it's his job to count them all in again at the end of the day then I don't envy him.
Although, to be fair, who could set out to watch cricket sober?
Boy Or Girl - Astrid
Come See About Me - The Supremes
A Change Is Gonna Come - Sam Cooke
Brick - Ben Folds Five
Rabbit Fur Coat - Jenny Lewis & the Watson Twins