The Surfer
In the Guardian , Mike Selvey delivers a history lesson on the origin of the Ashes.
The obituary was attributed to a Victorian buck, Reginald Shirley Brooks (can you see that name without thinking of Leslie Nielsen, Airplane and "don't call me Shirley"?), and put down to a journalist's twee joke consistent with the age of music hall. He would have been blogging or tweeting these days.
"I think I was saying 3-0 or 4-0 about 12 months ago, thinking there might be a bit of rain around. But with the weather as it is at the moment, I have to say 5-0."
If Simpson can do the same thing for the opener's tweak as he did for his batting, England's batsmen need be warned. Katich, Marcus North and Michael Clarke have all been told to work on their part-time spin in preparation for England, an indication the only frontline spinner on the tour, Nathan Hauritz, may not be first choice. Captain Ricky Ponting has been reluctant to use Katich in the past, but a couple of key cameos by the left-hander during the South African tour converted the captain, who has now vowed to use him more often.
In the Hindu , Makarand Waingankar writes that a delightful outcome of effective strategy management in the T20 format is the emergence and handling of spinners
In Wadekar’s and Hemu Adhikari’s scheme of things, they needed to block one end up with Venkat and attack with Bedi and Chandrashekar. And being a brilliant close in-fielder, Venkataraghavan added value to his presence on the field. Pataudi used Abid Ali and Eknath Solkar in close in fielding positions while picking all three attacking spinners. Both the moves worked well.
Kolkata Knight Riders had a tumultous IPL in South Africa - the entire team needed dialogue and, more importantly, shared understanding and focus
There are differing opinions over whether Australia's early exit from the ICC World Twenty20 will help or hinder their Ashes preparations
Although Australia will still be hurting, this could be a blessing in disguise for the Ashes. They will be able to have a short break to get this out of their systems and then tick along with their practice out of the spotlight before the warm-ups. They have one focus now, no distractions before July 8 in Cardiff.
The fact is that Ponting, Lee and Co will now have too much dead time on their hands. And the continuation of World Twenty20 will be a constant reminder of their failure. It's just a shame that Andrew Symonds isn't around to tempt them to drink their way through it.
Twenty20 contrives its thrills in a crayon-drawn format so pre-ordained, so soul-grindingly repetitive, that its defenders declare it foolproof, but then what happens when one of two allegedly competitive teams has neither the form nor the inclination to make a match of it? We saw it at The Oval on Sunday night. It is a hideously jerked-up formulaic parody of the real game, the one that delighted such as Pinter and Samuel Beckett and was once lauded by a visiting African chieftain, a guest at Lord's of the Foreign Office, as the finest, most elaborate and still most subtle rain-making ceremony ever devised. Twenty20 is about as subtle as a ram-raid.
Stuart Broad's meltdown followed by Stuart Broad's comeback. Gayle's sixes on to the road and the roof. Mike Hussey's fluffed catch. Kevin Pietersen turning his back on twos with distinctly regal waves. Ajantha Mendis beguiling the Aussies and Tillekeratne Dilshan moving to a half-century by flicking the ball over both his head and Brad Haddin's. The O'Brien brothers. Stumps for goalposts. Marvellous! Not proper cricket? How about proper sport in that case?
Kiwi blogger Paul Holden is relishing the early exit of the Australians from the World Twenty20
There is a rare joy for a Kiwi in seeing the Australian cricket team get thumped twice in a matter of days. It may be perverse, it may be irrational, it may be hurtful, it may be immature, it may be un-Australian - but it does feel good to see the previously all-conquering Australians return to the pack of international cricket.
Giles Smith is amazed at the speed with which a team's fortunes fluctuate in the World Twenty20, and at fans' "notoriously twitchy attention spans"
And how are they going to stop the audience at home visiting the fridge or deciding to throw it all in and go on YouTube instead? ... It's a genuine worry. Which is why we propose the composing, as soon as possible, of special, shorter format, Twenty20 versions of the anthems. Just a couple of bars from the verse and a chorus, say. Or (still more in keeping) just replace them all with another quick blast of James Brown's I Feel Good - get the job done and then on with the cricket. And then off with the cricket, as short a time as possible later. It makes sense
With England's big guns Andrew Flintoff and Kevin Pietersen are recovering from injuries
We don't have a Phillip Hughes coming through, or a Mitchell Johnson to step up with ball and bat when Brett Lee goes down. We have an improving team replete with superior triers who are able to compete in the highest class only when its front-line warriors are tooled to the hilt and ready to go.
At this point Flintoff and Pietersen are not. Flintoff is inching towards recovery. Each outing is followed by a wait to see if the impaired knee joint can tolerate the next test. Pietersen does not have that luxury. Two days before the knock that nailed Pakistan to the floor at the Oval he could barely negotiate a set of steps
Pakistan's game against Netherlands could just be the most important match for the nation since the 1992 World Cup final, writes Imran Yusuf in the Dawn
Younus Khan has said that he has ‘never attached too much importance to Twenty20 cricket.’ Younus, quite simply, you’re wrong. Pakistan are cricket’s outcasts. No team is willing to play in our country. Last month the whole world (including The Netherlands’ Dirk Nannes) apart from us were invited to the biggest party in cricket, the IPL. We need to belong again. We need to prove - again, as much to ourselves as to the world – that Pakistan matters.