Rain Men

I laughed out loud several times while reading this book as it reminded me of many incidents I encountered while playing gully crickets during my childhood. As I am at the age where any iota of skill I had for cricket, or any physical sport for that matter, is long gone, I achieved some level of catharsis reading the funny stories of sad men like myself.
Funnily, I found a lot of similarities between the stories in this book to local chess leagues I used to play in New York. The same jostling among grown adults over petty things, sad year-end reports, petty rivalries, temper tantrums, etc.
The only thing that put me off in this book is some instances of clearly sexist language/content. Since the book is published in the mid-90s, these things might have escaped scrutiny. Other than this, the book was a fantastic read.