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Tour Diary

Club life

My old club in West Yorkshire is having a crisis, although something always seems to be going wrong

Peter English
Peter English
25-Feb-2013
My old club in West Yorkshire is having a crisis, although something always seems to be going wrong. If it isn’t someone leaving the gate open so the horse can run through the village, it is trucks dumping soil while ruining the neighbouring football pitch, or rabbits eating the grass on the wicket. It’s always fun to get updates.
On Saturday only nine guys turned up for the first team, they did well to hold the opposition to about 160 and were all out for 40. My host top scored and the tale of the game was told in two of the village’s three local pubs. It was a gloomy night until I brightened things up by telling them about my day, and how Australia were five wickets from levelling the Ashes after only two days at Headingely. That helped them brighten up after their losing streak extended to seven.
The club has changed a lot since I played a handful of games over two seasons back in 2002 and 2003. When I popped in for a visit last week I thought I was in the wrong place. The ground was flat and there were covers and a scoreboard. When I was here last the fielder at deep midwicket was unable to see the stumps due to the slope. If a catch went that way everyone else would start yelling to let the person know the ball was coming. It was a pretty safe shot.
At other times in the year the game has to be stopped for 10 minutes because the sun is in the batsman’s eyes - it’s one of the few east to west pitches. They were good times. Next year the club is getting even more on-field improvements. Now all they need to do is stop losing.
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Clark on the coffee run

Leeds is just as rainy as Birmingham and would feel exactly the same if I hadn’t used the city as a second home during three years in England

Peter English
Peter English
25-Feb-2013
Leeds is just as rainy as Birmingham and would feel exactly the same if I hadn’t used the city as a second home during three years in England. Arriving here is very calming because last night I was out for dinner and for half a minute actually didn’t know where I was. Before you start emailing WADA, it happens to me once every tour, it was early in the night and I was on my second drink. Still, as I looked at the restaurant wall I wasn’t sure whether I was in Brisbane, Barbados or Budapest.
Then someone started shouting “You all live in a convict colony” and I couldn’t be anywhere else but Birmingham. That song tops the West Midlands charts this week. It’s so hypnotic the city has been on theft watch every time someone in a yellow shirt goes near a loaf of bread. Anyway, my favourite lost moment occurred to a work mate who was so disoriented on a flight he had to ask the steward where the plane was going. So mine wasn’t bad at all.
Today our train went straight to Leeds, which is comfortable and familiar, grimier in some parts and unfamiliar in others. There’s Elland Road, which once staged Champions League matches, and over there is Majestyk nightclub, where the Leeds United players would sometimes find trouble.
Eight years ago I watched the hundreds of Ricky Ponting and Damien Martyn at Headingley before escaping back to London to work on the final day, which was made famous by Mark Butcher. In between those centuries I’d debuted for a small club in West Yorkshire, doing nothing on the field, but enough off it to be invited back three or four times a year for more afternoons of fielding on molehills.
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A let down after Lord's

After a week in Cardiff and another at Lord’s, the first day in Edgbaston was a bit of a let down

Peter English
Peter English
25-Feb-2013
After a week in Cardiff and another at Lord’s, the first day in Edgbaston was a bit of a let down. The early rain caused the biggest disappointment of the tour, delaying the start until 5pm, when the game began in brilliant sunshine. However, the setting is also a poor cousin to the previous two venues, a hotchpotch of stands without much charm, making it feel more like a lower division football stadium than an international cricket site.
South of Birmingham, where I’m staying, the hills roll and it is delightful middle England, but a few miles north the city starts and the flowers stop. When Edgbaston hosted the first Test of the series eight years ago it seemed much nicer – and not just because Australia won. I was camped in the crowd at square leg when Marcus Trescothick, who was delaying the innings defeat with 76, pulled a Brett Lee short ball to two seats away from me, where another Australian accepted a lunging take. The match finished early and the next venue was Wimbledon for the Rafter-Ivanisevic final. They were good days.
For the first six hours today it was much more subdued throughout the ground. Things livened up for a short time when the players stepped out, but got quieter with each boundary. In the stands there is usually an unofficial fancy dress contest being held, but there weren’t too many outstanding exhibits, probably due to the necessity for rain coats and umbrellas.
There were a handful of superheroes and a quartet of gods that weren’t capable of getting the clouds to blow away until well after lunch. For those not interested in beer or their mobiles during the break, there were highlights of the 2005 masterpiece created by these sides on the big screen. It wasn’t enough for some, who sat on the concrete concourse out the back reading novels or match programmes.
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War and a piece

Arthur Mailey, the Australian legspinner, journalist and cartoonist, called his biography 10 for 66 and All That for his best figures against Gloucestershire on the 1921 tour

Peter English
Peter English
25-Feb-2013
Arthur Mailey, the Australian legspinner, journalist and cartoonist, called his biography 10 for 66 and All That for his best figures against Gloucestershire on the 1921 tour. Over the weekend we found ourselves on a day out in 1066 country, where there are constant oblique references for cricket anoraks, and also to some battles. So we drove through and enjoyed all that.
The Pevensey Castle in East Sussex dates back to the 1200s and despite some wear shows better defence than Monty Panesar and James Anderson on a final day in Cardiff. There are similarly attractive scenes not far away in the frighteningly-named town of Battle, the venue for some serious hostilities between the soldiers of William the Conqueror and the Saxon King Harold in the 11th century. The details make it impossible to believe the Ashes are ever referred to as war. Over in Eastbourne the beach is pebbled and too tough for cricket, but the weight of the raindrops was familiar from a couple of grounds over the past month.
A weekend garden party followed with Pimms and sandwiches topped with cucumber (seriously delicious), and now it’s off to Birmingham via an Andrew Strauss appearance at The Oval. Most of the main players have had a short break too, but it’s unlikely they spent time considering historical sites before their battles resume.
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