DOCTOR: Something is added to cricket by the angle of the sun as it stands at four o'clock in early September. The shadows are longer. There's a suggestion of colder days approaching, of circular time, of aspects of our lives dying away and returning. The other sort of time is called linear time, modern time. Life is hard and then one dies, if that's something one is liable to do. Cricket seems to me to stand for the former and against the latter. It's something that dies, but returns... and writes mortals into history, in stories and statistics. Perhaps that's why it appeals to me. I also die and return. Like a hardy perennial.