Exporting English culture as energetically as Britons ever did in the palmy days of Empire, cricketers of the staid old Marylebone Cricket Club began their tour of Pakistan this winter by roughing up some hotel servants in Karachi. "A bit of tomfoolery," said the diplomatic hotel manager. Then the ambassadors of good will moved to Dacca, where they squirted soda water over other hotel guests. Polite Pakistani laughed it all off as mere youthful enthusiasm. Last week, the Pakistani stopped laughing.
Smarting from a series of defeats, the men of Marylebone moved to Peshawar, where they were promptly whipped again. The losers...
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