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30th May, 2011. England v Sri Lanka: The final Sri Lankan wicket falls to complete a dramatic victory at Cardiff: Lakmal caught Cook bowled Broad under the captaincy of Strauss - The Terrific Threesome (of Captaincy)
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A Super Over after a super Ashes test match.
Take that Twenty20 and shove it up your abridged a*se. That last hour, that last hour, was that something, or was that something. If you weren’t there, suck the highlights out of space or Sky. Watch them, and then we shall talk.
As England’s latest darlings drew closer to a draw, and the ‘remaining overs’ meter kept ticking – 11, 10, 9, 8 – also bear in mind, two overs for change-over in case England wangle a lead. And then this dirty T20ish thought crossed my mind – we could be in for a Super Over. With Australia set a target of a modest 16 of 6 balls. Who would bowl? What fields? Tasty or what? Who would you have bowled, Flintoff, right? Or Jimmy Boy Anderson, Champion of Cardiff? Or still better, do a John Buchanan, and get Monty on?
And who would Ponting send in to bat? The regular openers or Haddin and Johnson?
Let’s talk about the Ashes, baby!
Is it taboo to talk about the Ashes, it doesn’t involve India, BCCI or the IPL. It’s already the second day, and for all you know, it will rain and then all that effort will be for what – so why talk about the Ashes? Looks like it won’t rain, Wimbledon was largely rain free, and an Englishman even made it to the semis – so it’s gonna be England’s almost there series. Don’t you get a sense, I do. That they will try, for an innings here, and an innings there, but never two innings together – this series will be their Adelaide, the so near yet so faaaar.
I didn’t like the sight of Flintoff smiling when he and Prior had the Aussies by the balls – almost got a sense, like you do when Sachin starts smiling, here comes trouble. And that was the last smile. So how soft is Flintoff, or for that matter the rest of them? Prior looked all at sea after Flintoff’s wicket, and it was a huge relief when he got out.
And then the tail came and lashed out, and before you know it we’re on a fast car, 435 will do, thank you. It might, and it may not.
But look at the Englishman, and you get a sense they want to all compete. Which is great, but they’re somewhat wary of going the full distance. England needs to talk at the Aussies, rile them – do an India with them, tell them who’s boss, get to Ponting, he is soft too. Wake up, England, we’re watching in India. And so is South Hall. Make the Kangaroo hop. Draw him out, that’s what you picked two spinners for – the team selection’s inspired, and England looks like a team; Australia, do you even want to look at them? Not Ponting’s Australia, they are a random bunch of mercenaries – and that’s where their tactics could be the key. Unlike the debacle in India, this lot will have more guys ready to go bonkers. Or at least they should. If Australia get within even 50 of England by lunch tomorrow, and England bats soon after, will they get Adelaide again?
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