'Cricket is battle and service and sport and art' says Douglas Jardine as he dreams up brutal tactics tobeat the Australians in the 1930s. It's also about class and race, language and reflection, it's timelessand it's 'just a game'. It's Empire and sunset, death and renewal, children and long-ago memories. Sometimes, it's just dust and sunburn. The fractured dreams of wide-eyed children feature alongside the exploded rhythms of a day spent not watching but feeling the game, measured and deliberate and not always under control. The emotional range of cricket's living theatre is fully explored as ordinary actions are transformed into myth and back again. The rhythms of play are insisted upon and exploded.