Why does no-one tell us these things? That title should perhaps read ‘there was a cricketer called Julius Caesar’ but a little ambiguity never harmed anyone.
Our Julius Caesar was a Surrey short-arse who was ‘a fine steady bat’ whose fielding at point was ‘extremely beautiful’. Apparently, he could also ‘write with a legible hand’ which is a quality we always look for in a player.
He played in the 19th century and it’s a sign of those times that he played for England even though his first-class batting average ended up as 15.78. Other career highlights include playing for “12 Caesars” with 11 of his family and generally being convinced that the hotels he was staying in were going to burn down.
Veni Vedi Viiicket.
No?
The Lusty Lady strip club in Seattle was famous for the funny messages it put on its marquee sign – often taking the proverbial out of the art museum opposite.
Once, when said museum was running a Roman exhibition, the sign at the Lusty Lady read:
“veni, vedi, veni”
I’ve seen variants of this too – most commonly ‘Vedi, Vici, Veni’.
I’ve seen variants of this too – most commonly ‘Vedi, Vici, Veni’.
He was the youngest of seven siblings in the Caesar family. The first six all had nice sensible names: George, Richard, Lawrence, Ann, Benjamin, Frederick.
I like to imagine Mr and Mrs Caesar arguing over the names of each of these, and then finally, with the seventh, Mr C got his way.
I love that Julius was the youngest of 7 children, as if, finally, the parents couldn’t resist the obvious joke.
Oh I see that Rich just said exactly the same thing. Sorry.
I liked the fact that the father is described as a professional cricketer and then, a few sentences later, it says that Julius’ father also played cricket. A goiod idea for a professional cricketer that, to play cricket.
You didn’t mention the dropsy, KC, which perhaps caused the poor fellow’s demise.
I thought it was important to log on and discuss the end of that players life, rather than his rather modest achievements at cricket.
That’s right folks…
…I came to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
That’s Ged, Ladies and Gentlemen. He’s here all week. Try the veal – and remember to tip your server!