This was a first for me in the matter of reading a novel while watching county cricket. In the past, at cricket, I have always gone for:
- factual books (usually on economics, psychology, ethics or some mixture of those things)
- journal articles
- and/or my general weekly reading (e.g. The Economist and/or The Week)
A Confederacy of Dunces is a great book. Most of it works fine as cricket reading, although some of the longer ramblings of the lead character, Ignatius J Reilly, are not ideally suited to the tempo of reading while watching cricket.
Walter Percy’s introduction to the book describes Ignatius as, “slob extraordinary, a mad Oliver Hardy, a fat Don Quixote…”. I suggest that the cricket lover imagines him as their least-favourite rotund cricketer. In my case, the cricketer in question was Fatty Pringle.
While watching Sam Robson nurdle the ball effortlessly off his legs and Nick Gubbins drive majestically through extra cover, I imagined “Ignatius” trying instead to hoik the ball to cow corner while emitting bovine styles of methane and noise.
But I digress. In summary, A Confederacy of Dunces is:
- a cracking good read
- almost certainly better read over a few days, not in chunks over a few months
- entirely unconnected with cricket, except in your own imaginings
- moderately suitable as cricket match reading. On balance, yes, go for it
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