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Volleyball does not have a time limit either. I have seen some pretty long matches between good teams. I also do not think any time limits are imposed in gymnastics, tho’ I could be wrong – it is not my favorite sport in the world.

Billdo, if Exprix could get laid twice, the hell with the SDMB.

The longest game I ever saw was an NHL playoff game – I watched from 5:30 pm MDT until 3:30am MDT – In the playoffs, if the two teams are tied at the end of regulation play, over time peroids of 20 min each are played until a team scores. This led the particular game I watched going into 6 overtime peroids I believe. Actual playing time was approx 180 minutes…


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I like strawberries in my fruit salad, but not in salad salad. If you know what I mean.

perhaps I wasn’t clear enough in my original comment - I’m not talking about time, so much as “the end.”

some games go on for a long time when there’s a tie, but that’s exceptional. Games like snooker and darts and curling have a fixed number of balls, darts, stones to throw.

I meant that in baseball and cricket, someone can be winning by a large margin, and just keep on playing and playing and playing, and the other side nevber gets a chance to take over.


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“I shot the sherrif, I shot the deputy too. No, it wasn’t in self defense. They both looked at me cockeyed so I capped 'em. Then I shot the mayor, then the firechief, decapitated the librarian, impaled the dog catcher, used a spoon to remove the groundskeepers eyes and sent the leader of the local KKK in full KKK uniform to downtown Manhattan. Then I made sweet love to the sexy 18 yr old intern, and it was all good.”

Most cricket games last 4 or 5 days


“I shot the sherrif, I shot the deputy too. No, it wasn’t in self defense. They both looked at me cockeyed so I capped 'em. Then I shot the mayor, then the firechief, decapitated the librarian, impaled the dog catcher, used a spoon to remove the groundskeepers eyes and sent the leader of the local KKK in full KKK uniform to downtown Manhattan. Then I made sweet love to the sexy 18 yr old intern, and it was all good.”

Alas, my schedule did not permit - I got in late Friday night and had two parties, and then first thing Saturday morning I headed out to Easthampton on Long Island for the third (which I believe was the night of the get-together). I came back to Manhattan Sunday afternoon and went straight back home to Philadelphia. If I had been able to, I definitely would have come. :frowning:

Plus, as The Peyote Coyote said:

One of those two times did happen Saturday night, with an old friend, so… :wink:

And no part of the weekend involved football, baseball, cricket, strawberries or woodworking (well, not in the traditional sense, I suppose).

Esprix


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Alas, my schedule did not permit - I got in late Friday night and had two parties, and then first thing Saturday morning I headed out to Easthampton on Long Island for the third (which I believe was the night of the get-together). I came back to Manhattan Sunday afternoon and went straight back home to Philadelphia. If I had been able to, I definitely would have come. :frowning:

Plus, as The Peyote Coyote said:

One of those two times did happen Saturday night, with an old friend, so… :wink:

And no part of the weekend involved football, baseball, cricket, strawberries or woodworking (well, not in the traditional sense, I suppose).

Esprix


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Sometimes myself and a few friends will bicycle over to York pretend we are locals and give duff information to the tourists-
maybe some of you guys have wondered why you got lost over in the UK.