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Thursday, January 15, 2004 

Back when I was a young 'un, the playground team sport of the day was always soccer. For the older kids (around 12 or 14), this seems to hold, but an interesting new trend has taken hold of the younger generation.

Cricket! The little six- and seven-year-olds in Acadia are playing cricket!

Given my infatuation with all things British, it seems that I was born two decades too late.

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