Australia December 31, 2011

Here's hoping for a Great Batting Depression

Because it makes for some exciting cricket, doesn't it?

Thursday, 29th December Last week, Sri Lanka looked like a contingent of nervous schoolboys who’d just discovered they’d been booked to fight the lions in the Coliseum. But as any Roman Coliseum-goer would tell you, lions are notoriously inconsistent performers; savage powerful beasts one day; harmless sleepy pussycats the next.

And today, the Sri Lankans had the home side lying on their backs with their legs in the air, having their tummies tickled. The defining moment came when Big Jacques, who never gets a double pair, got a double pair; diverting the ball onto his helmet from where it rebounded with the dismal clunk of failure into the palms of short leg.

As the probability of defeat became a certainty, I watched a succession of South Africans miss a succession of straightish ones in a parade of increasing ineptitude until Marchant de Lange’s bails exploded and the Sri Lankans began whooping and screaming like I would do if I’d won the lottery after having been widely ridiculed for my inability to pick a single correct number in the last six months.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the hemisphere, Australia and India were doing their bit to undermine confidence in the batting industry with some shots that were so ugly that if they’d occurred in Victorian times, they would have been featured in a Travelling Show of Hideous Freaks. Apparently responsible batsmen appeared incapable of coping with the hint of a rumour of a suggestion of lateral movement.

Why should this be? It is generally accepted that pitches don’t talk, but if they did, the strip at the MCG would probably say something like this: “Don’t blame me, mate, I didn’t do anything. I’m not even wearing any grass today. And stop spitting on me. You don’t see me expelling unpleasant fluids on Ricky Ponting’s boots, so why’s he got to dribble all over me? Bloody hooligans! Players of today got no respect.”

First, Australia, having pocketed a lead, attempted to commit cricket suicide by inside-edging themselves to death and at 27 for 4 were tottering like a tray of full champagne glasses being carried by a blindfolded waiter on rollerblades down a freshly polished marble staircase. Then Ponting and Hussey slapped the innings vigorously about the face, told it to pull itself together and batted properly for a bit.

They were helped by the fact that India continue to take the lazy angler approach to the business end of Test matches. They may have the opposition on the hook, but they really can’t be bothered to reel them in. Set just about enough to win, Dravid, who never gets bowled twice in a match, was bowled for the second time in the match and India collapsed softly like a sponge cake left out in the rain.

Still, I’m not complaining. This global batting crisis makes for thrilling cricket. Hopefully we’re in for a Great Batting Depression, in which centuries are rarer than cliché-free cricket commentary and wickets always fall at the rate of five a session.

Friday, 30th December Without David Warner, the Thunderers of Sydney have only Gayle to bring the big hits at the top of the innings. But this is not a problem. Bangalore managed to almost win the Champions League with a team sheet consisting of Gayle and 10 somebody-or-others so there’s no reason to fear for the fate of the fluorescent green team.

And even though I’ve seen it several hundred times before, the Gayle repertoire still causes me to stop and stare. Today he hit a six off Shaun Tait, with no follow-on worth mentioning, that looked like a bored golfer hitting a nine iron onto the green or a retired colonel half-heartedly dead-heading his rose bush with a walking stick.

As is traditional on these occasions, the bowler was pictured trudging back from whence he came looking more rueful than a rue seller returning from a bad day at the market. Other bowlers tried different tactics. Shane Harwood tried swearing in the general direction of the ball, but that didn’t work either. This is the way with Twenty20 Gayle. Either he gets himself out, or you lose the game.

Andrew Hughes is a writer currently based in England

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  • testli5504537 on January 3, 2012, 9:47 GMT

    Are you tired of this column? What is a "double" pair? What is Chris Gayle's "follow-on"? Did you mean follow-through?

  • testli5504537 on January 2, 2012, 4:47 GMT

    who is in charge of preparing pitches because if thats icc's authority, we may never ever see indian team play on a grassy surface ever as that will completely exploit their batting which may not be in a position to score even 100 runs as a team against a good pace attack. with due respect, indian domination in icc is clearly visible and how they just keep using it to their advantage. australia has always been known to prepare grassy surface an evidence of which can be seen in aus v nz series. how come the wicket was a flat deck batting surface when indians came to play in aus at mcg. thats because its the kind of surface that you see all over india. no matter what the traditional pitches are like in various countries, everytime india go to play there, they become flat. such undue advantage is given to india by icc in other aspects as well such as drs issue when the whole world except india agrees with it.

  • testli5504537 on January 1, 2012, 18:23 GMT

    Thanks for your comments

    Gordon, thanks for your rather vivid contribution. Of course, I exaggerate. Dilshan, Kohli et al are fine players, but my recollection of the Champions League was that Bangalore were lifted to the latter stages almost entirely by the batting of Gayle.

    Aditya, on the last two days there appeared to be very little grass on the wicket, at least on my television.

  • testli5504537 on January 1, 2012, 2:16 GMT

    More cockiness than wit in this one. I'm not so sure about 'some shots were so ugly' even though it wasn't exactly a run feast, and there being no grass.

  • testli5504537 on December 31, 2011, 11:30 GMT

    Andrew Hughes, Virat Kohli and Dilshan are not "somebody others" Honestly, some of you writers are so full of excreta, it makes us all sick

  • testli5504537 on December 31, 2011, 10:10 GMT

    ponting God of cricket australia win the series

  • testli5504537 on December 31, 2011, 8:21 GMT

    Hey Huges, that was a "Huge"s ix that cleared the ground and the stadium of all conventional writing on cricket !!! And it did bowl me all ends up - lock, stock and barrel !!! It was fireworks all the way, without an element of fire. Your writeup had raised my hopes of reviving the pure amateuristic spirit of approach to a game or sport. If the batsman are in a depression then it is their problem of making the batting too professional and making the spectators also none-the-less depressive. Atleast, let not the writers go into a depressive state for want of amateuristic spirit, lest the whole sporting world get drowned in the "war-to-win" spirit that is on display these days. You have made my day and you have my thums up - carry on and cheers !!!

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