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No rude gestures, no trust, no sweat: a handy guide to the UDRS for cricketers everywhere
The UDRS has been brought in to correct obvious mistakes, like Nathan Bracken's hair. The word obvious has different connotations for different people. Obvious can mean, "Hmmm, I'm not sure, eeny meeny miny moe" for one umpire, and for others it means, "I need to be able to see that a truck can drive between bat and ball."
If Asad Rauf or Daryl Harper are in the chair, you know any review could come back. It is always worth rolling the dice. If you have someone like Amiesh Saheba in the chair, he is a stickler for enforcing the letter of the law and that might bum you out; steer clear of hopeful reviews with him.
Jonathan Trott has made few friends in the South African team by spending an eternity taking guard. Here's a list of lesser-known, practically unknown, guard-takers
During the fifties, Tweed was known for his idiosyncratic habit of taking guard four feet outside leg stump. As the bowler ran in, so did Tweed. His tactic was largely successful until canny bowlers realised that the slower ball was his Achilles heel. As the ball hung in the air, Tweed would fly across the pitch and into the off side, his momentum leaving his stumps undefended.
A professor of mathematics, Hart-Burnett was responsible for some of the most complex guards ever taken. Not content with merely aligning his stance with a certain stump, he would make all manner of calculations based on the type of bowling and the field placings, and would then create all manner of lines and circles in front of the stumps as part of this process. The fact that he was hopelessly uncoordinated never deterred him, and he was known to stop the bowler during his run-up on occasion because the wind had changed direction.
Langford was a strong, earnest man. When taking guard, he would scratch at the pitch with his bat forcefully and at length until there was a clear enough mark to last the entire day. Langford was also a superstitious man and would never discard a bat unless he had to. His career unfortunately ended prematurely. By his early thirties he was unable to score a run due to the fact that his lucky bat had been worn down to such an extent there was barely six inches of blade remaining beneath the handle.
An XI of tunes that are - unbeknownst to us - actually about cricket and cricketers
The great Geoffrey Boycott adopted this one as his theme tune early, realising how perceptive it was about his approach at the crease. As in, "When I'm 64, you better be on your guard, miserable non-striker fellow. I'm only 36 away from that hundred, and don't you be doing anything to put me wicket at risk, like calling for a foolish run or owt."
What does a bowler who's just been hit for a six, a four and then some need most? Why, to be hit, hit and hit again. This universal truth, beloved of masochistic pie chuckers everywhere, was rendered tunefully (or not) in song by Britney Spears. And years later, along came Mick Lewis to translate it perfectly in the most unambiguous cricket terms, bleeding 113 runs off 10 overs against South Africa in that game.
So moved was Darren Lehmann by this saccharine treat from 1982 that he was moved to - jestingly, you understand - call a Sri Lankan player an obnoxious name. Just to prove that the races can indeed live together in perfect harmony. So much so that they can even get all postmodern and pretend not to. Like.
Likely teams that can star in the 2010 county cricket one-dayers
Qualification merely demands that someone in the world of cricket is tipping you as the best wicketkeeper in England. Phil Mustard, James Foster, Nic Pothas, Geraint Jones, Chris Read, Craig Kieswetter, Tim Ambrose, Steven Davies... bowling might be an issue, but they aren't going to struggle for players.
Tony Cottey and Peter Bowler together at last. A batting partnership born in neither heaven nor hell.
Behind every famous cricketer there's a formidable female relative. We look at a dozen of cricket's better-known ones
Aka the pill-giver. She came into the spotlight at the 2003 World Cup, when Warne tested positive for a diuretic and tried to get away with an excuse Ben Johnson might have wished he had thought of: "Me mum gave it to me". But maternal love clearly meant little to the ICC, which banned Warne from international cricket for a year.
The face of the anti-immigration movement. Father Fred worries about letting young Holly out at nights in Manchester where "stabbings, bottlings, shootings" are as common as Sunday church is elsewhere.
Or the relationship counsellor. We're sure Vikki Harber had the best intentions when, at the beginning of this year's Ashes, with Mitch hyped as Australia's answer to Flintoff, she complained about having lost her son to the karate-chopping hands of his girlfriend, Jessica Bratich. No more vacations for me to England, South Africa or the Bahamas, cried Ms Harber. "For the wives and the children, I think it is great that they support them and send them over there, but who are these girlfriends? They are just girlfriends," she said. Johnson refused to comment on the abandonment and went on to take eight wickets at 41.3 in the first two Tests.
The Inzamam and Misbah odd-dismissals Hall of Fame
Inzamam
Lazy elegance was never so elegant. Those who didn't see the poetry in this have no aesthetic sense. Inzi looks to furiously pull a Panesar half-tracker. Then, realising he's too cool for such effortful shots, he falls over in slow motion - all grace, mind you - onto the stumps. A less graceful man would have shattered the stumps; Inzi merely dislodged the bails.
Eight ways England can stay grounded after their Ashes win
The shorter formats of the game are always guaranteed to bring buoyant England players back down to earth, and so it's proved. This can be further exploited by forcing the players to wear the one-day kit off the field. They call them pyjamas, so use them as such. How could any England player get carried away with success when he's assaulted by horrifying flashbacks of Brett Lee whisking his stumps out of the ground every time he wakes up in the morning?
Out with the open-topped bus, in with ordinary roofed buses - preferably the night bus. Who needs awards ceremonies when you've got the mundane joys of hoping that drunk people don't engage you in conversation on public transport?
No, not that Headingley Test - this year's Headingley Test. England's players could be encouraged to dwell on the Ashes series where they got bowled out for 102 in one of their first innings.
When asked what his favourite animal was, Steve Waugh replied, "Merv Hughes". Here are some more cricketers who could be animals
Long, pendulous arms of surprising power and a strong genetic predisposition towards being stationary.
One that, for some reason, has missiles at its disposal. It may look like a benevolent grandfather, but the damn thing's lethal.
Raised in the wide open spaces of South Africa, it now spends its time pacing up and down, irritated by the limitations of life in Britain. It probably doesn't much like the weather either.
Setting effigies alight is passé. We've got a bunch of innovative ways India supporters can express their unhappiness
Movie roles that can be played by cricketers
Okay, so we cast him because he's 40, but no one who bludgeons the ball as hard and tears the bowling apart like Sanath Jayasuriya does can claim to be a peace-loving man. Organised crime hasn't had a strong leader since Michael Corleone went legal. Put your rings on, Don Sanathino, they're waiting to kiss your hand.
Since there aren't many international cricketers with incomprehensible Austrian accents, this one goes to the man with the cool Jamaican one, Chris Gayle. A man of few words, by his own admission, Gayle plays the expressionless unemotional cyborg when he bats, fields, attends press conferences, and enjoys a nap in the dressing room. The bling shades and diamond ear studs will serve to bring the Terminator closer to a 21st-century audience.
He wants the money, he wants the love, and he wants to be the superstar of the team. A 16-year-old Kevin Pietersen was dreaming big dreams in South Africa when Cuba Gooding Jr played the loud, emotional, dissatisfied football star in Jerry Maguire. Since then, KP has often shown what a shoo-in he'd have been for the role: batting with an injured Achilles heel, sending a leave request with "I want to see my wife dance" in the "reason" field, and asking for love and an IPL contract in the same breath. Is there an Oscar for real-life characters?