Random musings from the front line (well, more like the support trench, or perhaps the castle 10 miles away, supping Chateau Lafite with the General Staff) in the battle for curiosity, inertia, grammar and a Dachshund called Colin.

Monday, September 12, 2005

Jones! Bowden!

Sir Michael of VaughanWell, I'm knackered. I haven't been able to keep my eyes off the TV. I've neglected my job, social life, healthy eating drive and bank balance - but it's all been worth it because at 6.14pm, after a farcical 13 minutes of "bad light", England finally regained the Ashes. Ignoring the slightly regrettable, but eminently refreshing tabloidisation of the sport for one moment, I honestly think that this has been one of the best-natured, spellbinding sporting spectacles ever seen in my lifetime. The players have been polite to each other, the sport has lost it's public school image, and amazingly even after 5 matches, of 5 days apiece, the entire series was decided in the final afternoon of the final test. There were heart stopping moments, displays of amazing sporting brilliance, more twists and turns than a snake's orgy, and entire matches resting on quirks of fate, rain clouds, umpiring irregularities and dropped catches. And it was fantastic.

Paid about a twentieth of what a footballers are. But twenty times better as human beingsAnd what a memorable end to the series. Warne and McGrath playing their last match against England. Pietersen (who actually applied for Australian citizenship but was turned down, so he came to the UK) scoring his maiden century to draw the game. Richie Benaud commentating for the final time in the UK (what is Billy Birmingham going to do now?!). The Ashes being in English hands for the first time in 16 years. And, unfortunately, the greedy money churners at Sky TV winning the television rights until 2008.

I'm not a sporting journalist. Or even a journalist. But well done England, and well done Australia. And thank you, Her Majesty's Meteorological Office.

7 Rants & Replies:

Blogger WordWhiz said...

Now I understand why you said the girlfriend is going to think you're neglecting her!

8:21 pm, September 12, 2005

Blogger Merkin said...

Now I know I'm in heaven. Not just any woman commenting on cricket - but a charming AMERICAN woman! WW -welcome to the best game in the world. Not very often a feminine preserve...

The USA even has its own male and female leagues - see http://www.uscricket.com/ - if you can get Paul to play, you KNOW he's one to keep.

8:26 pm, September 12, 2005

Blogger patroclus said...

Ah, there you are. Splendid. I was beginning to wonder.

But good Lord, man, you've shot yourself in the foot in the battle for grammar with your superfluous apostrophe in "the sport has lost it's public school image." I really didn't want to point that out, but then I read your tagline, and then I couldn't help myself. Although admittedly you don't say whether you're fighting for good or bad grammar.

I'll shut up now, shall I?

12:21 pm, September 13, 2005

Blogger Merkin said...

You are, of course, absolutely right. I can offer no defence save that of Ashes-induced excitement, far too many pink gins and my not being bothered to proof read the post. I am hanging my head in shame. But that's mainly my hangover....

12:25 pm, September 13, 2005

Blogger Wyndham said...

Before the Ashes began I wrote a long and ponderous piece of business about how cricket is boring and irrelevent. I stand by all of it. All of it, except my prediction that England would lose. It would be foolish of me to stand by that.

1:16 pm, September 13, 2005

Blogger Merkin said...

Cricket is many things, Wyndham, and being "long and ponderous" is a far better trait for the national game than it is for a blog post! Each to his own, though, old boy, each to his own.

Now the cricket's over, when does the Topless Darts season kick off?

3:36 pm, September 13, 2005

Blogger The Humanity Critic said...

Just passing through, I'm liking the blog by the way.

3:44 pm, September 13, 2005


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