David Lloyd: Everything set for humdinger of a series (02 June 1997)
I ENDED my column last week by saying that I hoped the one-day internationals will have whetted everyone`s appetite
02-Jun-1997
Monday 2 June 1997
Everything set for humdinger of a series
By David Lloyd
I ENDED my column last week by saying that I hoped the one-day
internationals will have whetted everyone`s appetite. Since
then, my travels have taken me to Worcester and Derby and it
was marvellous to see people flocking to the grounds to see the
Australians and to hear them saying it was just like old times.
I also said that our Texaco success would have no bearing on
the outcome of the Ashes series. I am sure Australia will have
regrouped and will come at England with as many guns blazing as they can. We need to go about our business quietly and
conscientiously, fully aware that we are playing the best
cricket team in the world and fully aware that we are firmly second favourites, with a desire and a belief that we can win
this series if we play to our maximum.
I have listened to a number of radio programmes and at times
detected gloom and doom. Obviously we have no control over that
and within our camp there will be none of it.
While the cricket follower is eagerly anticipating the summer,
can you imagine what this series means to the people who are actually playing? The Australian lads having their first taste
of an Ashes series, and, from our side, Mark Butcher walking
out to bat on his debut for England against Australia.
Spare a thought too for Devon Malcolm coming back into the
fold. Time is not on his side, but if I know Devon, when he puts
on his sweater with the three lions and coronet, there will
be a heart the size of Derbyshire bursting to get out.
Much has been written and said about the Edgbaston pitch. The
players have no control over it and so on the morning of the
game someone will bat and someone will bowl. It is as simple as
that.
I remember chatting to Bob Simpson about the need to keep the
game simple. He said that when you come into the game as a
young- ster you just go out and play. As you become experienced
you start to look at the moisture in the pitch, the way the
wind is blowing, the long-term weather forecast and suddenly the
game is complicated. It is, in fact, the same game as when you
started.
I am grateful to Michael Parkinson in these columns for reminding me of the experience I had playing against Jeff Thomson
and Dennis Lillee in Australia in 1975. As everyone probably remembers I was struck a painful blow which The Telegraph
modestly reported as `a groin injury`. Sadly, the delivery
missed my groin area, but not by much.
If I can elaborate on Parky`s report of the event, I was wearing the only thing that was available for protection in those
days - the pink Litesome. I expect cricketers of that era now use
them as soap holders. Anyway, after I was struck in that most
delicate of areas everything that should have been inside the
pink Litesome had found its way through the breathe-holes therein.
I took no further part in the game that day and as is usual
when there is a serious injury to a player a tannoy announcement
was made inquiring, "Is there a doctor on the ground?" On this
occasion a doctor would have been surplus to requirements but a
welder would have been useful.
The following morning I was still feeling groggy and I expected
to bat down the order but our captain, Mike Denness, said I was
to go in next. Our openers for the day went out as I waited in
the dressing-room, from where one could not see the game in
progress. After about five minutes there was a crescendo of
noise; I stood, put on my gloves, picked up my bat and uttered
the line, "I take it we have not hit a six".
The first ball from Thommo hit me in the throat and as he retrieved the ball from my crease he bade me good morning with,
`G`day Ya Pommie B******.` All great fun but probably not at the
time.
I vowed a long time ago that I would never use the term "in my
day" but Ashes series are so special to anyone who has taken
part that I always look forward to seeing the guys I played
with and against. Lillee, Thomson the Chappells, Rod Marsh et
al. Our time has gone and it really is all about the boys of today. But if I see a school developing after a day`s play,
and Botham and Willis are involved and there are runs and wickets to be had I hope they let me join in, if only to get another story or two.
In the meantime, everything is all set up. It is going to be a
humdinger of a series. Both teams will play strong cricket.
They will also have a beer at the end of the day. Is there
any other way?
Source :: The Electronic Telegraph (https://www.telegraph.co.uk/)