Well that was easy. I don’t know what all the fuss is about. Saunter in, turn your arm over, hang a few outside off, and bingo, the Aussie batsmen do the rest.
Got Phil Hughes and Brad Haddin today. Neither of ‘em would get a contract in the Bradford league with their techniques. I’ve seen pallbearers who move their feet faster. Appropriate really, given they’re helping to carry the corpse of Ricky Ponting’s test career. Mind you, by the end of the series Australia’s selectors will probably be using a mass grave. Who needs to watch The Walking Dead when Channel9 are televising the Boxing Day test?
Ninety eight all out is a shocker, isn’t it? Just goes to prove that Katich, Hussey and Haddin were Australia’s load bearing batsmen; get rid of them and the whole roof caves in. You know things are going badly when you hear rumours Gazza has turned up at the stadium with a fishing rod and a distinct smell of alcohol to “offer his support”. (edit: That actually turned out to be Sir Ian, arriving late for his first commentary stint of the day)
Still, it’s been an amazing day. Bowled them out cheaply then batted like the pitch was flatter than Keira Knightley. The game’s there for the taking, but we don’t want to get ahead of ourselves; in the words of Ian Bell, “after Adelaide, we were taught a sanitary lesson at Perth”.