Heavenly and not so heavenly radio…

blockeverythingmolesworth recently alerted me, with some alarm, to the Talksport IPL commentary which featured (and I quote): “a jingle for a tools catalogue with something that sounded like the Euro ’96 Vindaloo song as its backing music. That’s just for starters.” In the spirit of intrepid journalism, I decided to categorically not check this out and opted instead to listen to some white noise interspersed with the sounds of foxes screeching, in the sure and certain knowledge that this would be more tolerable.

News followed soon after that Talksport had been awarded commentary rights for the T20 Blast and Royal London One-Day Cup (is nothing sacred any more, ECB?). With the BBC facing yet more cuts, we’ve got every available appendage crossed that TMS doesn’t go the same way any time soon.
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Two mildly satisfied and cautiously optimistic England cricket fans

Crikey – only three posts in the last year. Well, sorry about that. We haven’t died or anything. We’re still here.

Anyway, there will continue to be cricket-related rubbish to read here. It’s just not as funny when England are actually good. Peter Moores’s bumbling ineptitude was hilarious in a slapstick kind of way, but now we’ve got a boring Aussie in charge who seems to be able to make a winning team without ‘looking at the data’ for more hours than there are in a day, or so it appears. They’ve won the Ashes, they’ve won in South Africa, and now presumably they’re going to shock everyone by winning the World T20 (actually, steady on, that might be a bit much).

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Strauss rejects unexpected Boycott claim for England recall

New ECB Director of Cricket Andrew Strauss was at the centre of a media storm today after saying that controversial ex-England batsman Geoffrey Boycott was not in the frame for an England recall, mere decades after being dropped for being on the golf course while claiming to be ill. This comes after Boycott claims he was assured by the ECB that if he could prove his form, he might have a chance of a call-up.

Unconfirmed reports suggested that Boycott made a very large score in his back yard yesterday, batting “with a stick of rhubarb” against “some small children”, according to a source, before being out, apparently caught in his mum’s pinny.

But Strauss was adamant that Boycott was “not in England’s short-term plans”, adding: “There’s a lack of trust – we think that Geoffrey would just be his old self, running everybody out and being a grumpy old sod in the changing room. And anyway, he’s 74 – Joe Root and Gary Ballance are much younger and are much less hassle. Why would we want some old bloke who has dodgy knees and is past his best, no matter how many runs he once scored?”

Strauss also revealed that Boycott had been offered an advisory role in England’s T20 setup, but was told to “Fook off, young’un” by Boycott, who reportedly added: “Three not out’s a good score after twenty overs, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”

Boycott’s friends and supporters took to Twitter after the press conference, lambasting the decision, but everyone ignored them because nobody cares what anyone says on Twitter, particularly Piers Morgan.

In an unrelated incident, Strauss also rejected an approach from the estate of W.G. Grace, who appealed for the late Doctor to be included in England’s squad for the first Test against New Zealand next week. Strauss commented: “Dr Grace was once very good indeed, but his capabilities have definitely declined, owing to the fact that he’s dead. I’d say he’s not in our short-term plans, although I won’t rule out a return in future.”

Jimmy – A feat of endurance for the ages

Jimmy Anderson is a bloody good bowler, of that there is no doubt. Sure, he’s had his ups and downs, but over the last seven or eight years, it’s been him and Dale Steyn running the world fast-bowling cartel. You want to get wickets as an England bowler? You’ll have to snatch them from Jimmy’s cold, dead hands, because otherwise he’ll get them before you. Whether on a road in Kolkata or a spicy first-dayer at Trent Bridge, he’s got them everywhere.

You’ll hear a lot of names bandied around in the same company over the next few days. Botham – sure. Willis – yep. Trueman, Barnes, Bedser, Larwood. The list goes on. Where does Anderson’s achievement stand compared to theirs? Is he the ‘best ever’? I’ve never seen any of those other bowlers bowl to the extent that I have watched Anderson. I’m sure they were all bloody good but it’s not an easy question to answer.
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The KP Saga – Part the First: The Dressing Room

Right, time to limber up, climb to the top of the ten-metre board and dive headlong into the KP debate.

Unless you’ve been living under several feet of rocks for the past few days, you’ve likely seen Kevin Pietersen’s got a book out and, in the spirit of shameless self-promotion, it’s full of juicy scandal about the inner-workings of English cricket. There’s lots and lots to say about all this, so we’re going to have to break it all down into a few blog posts. First up, an attempt to work out what was actually going on behind closed doors in the England dressing room.

For some reason our free copy of the autobiography hasn’t arrived yet, so what we have to go on are the various pieces splashed across every conceivable medium known to man (the Morse Code one is particularly enlightening) detailing every last moment of Kevin Pietersen’s acrimonious fallout with the England team. Anyway, this is our take. It’s as impartial as we can get it, and is an attempt to try and explain, justify or whatever what was going on in the dressing room.
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Anderson and Jadeja to get clip round ear and detention

The ICC today announced that James Anderson and Ravindra Jadeja would, after all, be punished for their unsightly spat at Trent Bridge. Chief executive Dave Robertson issued the following statement:

“Following the report of the judicial commissioner, it has been decided that, as Anderson and Jadeja conducted themselves like a couple of idiotic schoolboys, they will be punished as idiotic schoolboys. Both will have their heads banged together and, additionally, Anderson will receive a clip round the ear.”

Richardson further announced that the two players will receive detention for their actions: “They will be made to sit facing one another, writing ‘I will not behave like a 12-year-old’ out a thousand times. Any kicking under the table or sticking out of tongues will result in a further detention. Both will be banned from afternoon games until they’ve completed their punishment. They will also have their tuck allowance removed for two weeks.”

In one respect, however, Richardson was disappointed with the decision: “I have elected not to appeal the decision of the judicial commissioner, though I must profess myself disappointed that he was not comfortably satisfied that either Anderson or Jadeja deserved a damn good thrashing. I had got my old birch rod out of the cabinet and everything.”

 

Come in, Number One, your time is up

Well that was a risible pile of manure, wasn’t it children? The Indians came into the heart of English cricket and knocked down our flimsy house of cards, complete with its card-analysis suite, card masseur and high-performance card director, with a flamethrower. Cut the pretence, it’s looking like the 1990s again.

A sign of how desperate things are in English cricket now is that we’d almost be prepared to go back to the bad old ways of the 90s, if only so we could have a selection panel that would actually have the courage to grab matters by the soft-and-danglies and switch captains during the series. Cook is hanging on like a shipwreck survivor hangs on to the last bit of flotsam this side of the horizon, with about the same long-term chances of survival.
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WASP the hell?

Sky Sports had a new gimmick in its T20 coverage this evening, the WASP percentage, which it kept wheeling out on the bottom bar (which is increasingly resembling the flight deck controls of a quad-engined airliner).

What’s the WASP percentage, you ask? We had no idea, only that it seemed to go down a bit as Ian Bell flailed and missed a ball. Was it perhaps the Weight Analysis of Samit Patel, adjusted ball by ball as Samit worked his way through a packet of crisps, sat on the sofa watching the game? Was it the Willow Accoutrement Smashing Potential, a real-time assessment of the overall state, composition and moisture levels of the batsman’s bat, trying to work out whether it’ll crack in two if he tries the Dhoni helicopter shot? Or maybe it was just a rough calculation of what proportion of the overweight, slightly sunburnt and increasingly drunk middle-aged men in the crowd were currently in danger of having a yellow-and-black buzzing insect land in their pint?
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Fancy yourself as England coach?

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The TGECF joint application must have got lost in the post

Who knew that there was an actual online application for the role of England coach? Not us, certainly. Sadly for all you armchair coaches, the deadline has now passed, but interviews start next week, so hold on to your hats for a long list of mediocre candidates to fail to stand out from the crowd, before the job goes to Ashley Giles, fresh from tripping over his metaphorical shoelaces on the way into the interview (aka in Bangladesh).

Criteria for the successful candidate include the ability and/or willingness to:

  • Dodge questions about why KP isn’t still in the team
  • Scour foreign cricketers’ family trees for the faintest trace of Englishness, or failing that, just nicking players from the Irish
  • Organise Stuart Broad’s anger-management treatment
  • Keep Tim Bresnan in the manner to which he has become accustomed vis-a-vis cheese sandwiches and pints of bitter
  • Stop the team from being a total car-crash

The (now closed) application blurb can be found here.