Jul
16
2009

Strauss

no cavalier disposition
no frills nor fripperies
he bats round-shouldered
legs apart, more ready to shovel coal
than play straight in the classical manner
more relaxed and refined at the other end
weight on bat, one leg straight, other bent
at the knee, one toe to the ground, a yeoman farmer
lent on a gate turned a general of men,
he carries his duty [...]

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Jul
16
2009

On Retirement From Tests

I shall sleep the sleep of heroes

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Jul
16
2009

The Home of Cricket

Lord’s is a library, where each spectator is a volume of memories.

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Jul
15
2009

The Spirit of Cricket

The Spirit Of Cricket
Toiletry For Those Of Taste & Discernment
“The Spirit Of Cricket” is a range of supreme and hand-crafted bathroom essentials specifically for those who believe in the finer points of the game.
One dab of the l’eau de cologne, shake of the talc, sniff of the aftershave will turn any player, however professional, into a [...]

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Jul
15
2009

Cardiff Reflections – Field of Play

For England to draw was far more than a fluke. It halted a run of five heavy defeats in a row. Add a sixth to the list, and losing would no longer have been a habit, but fast becoming an addiction.

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Jul
15
2009

Cardiff Reflections – Beyond Boundaries

They were protesting about Ryanair’s dodgy employment practices. One of their daughters had paid £2500 to be trained up to work for Ryanair, only to be sacked the night before before she started earning. If I were her da’ I’d have been livid, and if I were going to the cricket the next day…

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Jul
13
2009

Cardiff Day Five

Not even rain can save Australia now. Wake up in Newport under a bright Simpsons’ sky, man of the match award adjudicator Waylon Smithers dithering between giving it to Monty Burns or Montgomery Burns. Maybe Pietersen will catch Smithers’ eye if he reprises Oval 2005.

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Jul
12
2009

All Cardiff

All Cardiff’s a squidgy bum
no one sane believes England’ll save a game

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Jul
11
2009

Cardiff Day Four

It could be one of those days. Dull, overcast, rain forcast before lunch, turning to stair-rods with knobs-on at tea. Nothing could be further from the truth.

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Jul
11
2009

Girls Write Poetry

Girls Write Poetry
“Girls write poetry,
that’s all they’re fit for,
that and shagging,
but probably those who write poetry
aren’t that tasty: slags, bints and whores
to be quite honest with you
I’d rather have a wank
(and to tell you the truth, I often do,
if I can get it up)
“Girls write poetry. Us men,
Us Welshmen, Us Welshmen
from the Valleys who follow [...]

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