Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Riding on the #1, three handsome young men of South Asian descent catch my ear and eye. I'm not drawn by what they're saying--they're discussing people I don't know, and a game I've never understood, even after playing it in gym class when we lived in London--but I love the music of it. One fellow speaks with a lilting South Asian accent (my ear isn't tuned enough to get more specific than that). Another speaks with a posh London dialect. The third tawks pure Bronx. And all three are dressed in white uniforms, the crisp blinding cloth only slightly rumpled and grass-stained at this point. They carry cricket bats and shin guards. They were just playing at Riverbank State Park, in Harlem.