A/N: Today is the first day of the ENGvNZ test match at Lord's, and as I'm very excited about the return of the summer cricket season, I'm sharing it with everyone in today's update… Writing this at college in the library, really hoping the psychopath of a librarian doesn't come over here… Listening to TMS as I write… ^.^
"The purpose of the game is not solely to gain victory, captain," Spock repeated patiently. "There are many aspects pertaining to conduct and atmosphere. Doubtless a reflection of the game's origins," he added judiciously, with a little nod of his head. Jim sighed, running a weary hand through his hair.
"I think I have this," he ventured tentatively. Spock raised one eyebrow, indicating that he should proceed. "It's… like baseball?" Spock shook his head, half in despair. Looking at his t'hy'la fondly, he murmured, "It is nothing like your 'baseball'. It is a game of endurance, individuality and sportsmanship." Kirk looked about to protest, so he added smoothly, "I am sure your native sport also allows competitors to exhibit these qualities, Jim," he soothed. "I merely reiterate the sentiments of the game's inventors." Satisfied, the captain nodded.
"But," he persisted, "this game, it lasts for five days, right?"
"In one of its forms, yes," Spock confirmed.
"Five days, and it normally ends in a draw?"
"That is correct. Usually the game does not result in a statistical victory for either team."
"But…"
Spock gave up. "It is not important, t'hy'la," he rumbled in Jim's ear. Jim nodded, dazzled by the fond smile that only he was allowed to see. "I just don't…"
His voice was cut off by a pair of slightly desperate Vulcan lips, and all thoughts of cricket flew from the captain's mind.