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Showing posts with label Jonathan Trott. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jonathan Trott. Show all posts
England wants an apology from Butt.
england wants butt to apologise for his “deeply hurting” accusation that their players took a bribe to lose the oval odi...
english players were so badly hurt by the statement that they collapsed from 112 for no loss to 227 all out later at lord's...
when ecb chief executive david collier was confronted with the fact that trott not only called pakistani player wahab riaz a “match fixer” but hit him in the face with a pad... david said...
the incident was “fairly minor in nature”...
he also highlighted the numbers... butt accused the whole english team while trott called only one pakistani player a “match fixer”
david also said "there is protocol in place that says… although players can accuse… sledge… name call each other and occasionally hit them with pads…board chiefs are not supposed to indulge in such activities… besides trott has apologised so butt must apologise too…”
match referee crowe, when asked, why trott was not punished despite having hit riaz's face with a pad claimed match referees are supposed to stay awake ONLY when the match is being played.
Play Bangladesh
Scenario 1: KP of the English/Saffa heritage requires some inspiration in the form of lots of runs as he had just come off a major injury and was sucking balls.
Solution: play Bangladesh.
Scenario 2: Trott, who started to believe that he was the English number three and hence played like one, needed to keep his spot in the side.
Solution: play Bangladesh.
Scenario 3: Captain Strauss, who couldn't even score against a second division English county team needed to not go the Vaughan way.
Solution: play Bangladesh.
Scenario 4: Gautam Gambhir, had a disappointing IPL, disappointing T20 World Cup, disappointing face (hence no real fun in the IPL parties) needed to not be demoted to the team that gets sent to Zimbabwe.
Solution: play Bangladesh.
Scenario 5: Virender Sehwag, who is also not as fit as Gary Sir needed to hone another skill so he doesn't get dropped on top of Yuvi. I don't really understand this, as Yuvi would make for a very soft landing.
Solution: play Bangladesh
Scenario 6: Bangladesh, providing motivation, inspiration, stimulation, instigation, career save-ation, for everybody who comes in contact with them. Needs to start winning something.
Solution: Err...play Bangladesh.
Different Strokes with Jonathan Trott
There are cricketers you like, but if you don’t watch them play for a while, you almost forget why you liked them in the first place. That’s it with Trott. It’s been a while he played, and when he did, I gave the test a miss. I just couldn’t bring myself to watch a game that was already decided. So I miss most of it, and switch on when England needs one to win, and it’s the last over before tea.
The build up was no different to Bravo’s last over yesterday (ODI vs S.A) where he bowled a few dot balls, somehow pushed it to one required of the last ball. Another game, I couldn’t bring myself to watch.
And even though the solitary runs were scored in both games, as expected, Trott did the unexpected. After scoring the winning runs he walks away, then walks back - once at the crease he plays some arithmetic cricket – not quite measuring the crease and drawing with chalk but close. Poker faced. Job done, he walks off.
Is Jonathan Trott any relative of Neil McKenzie? What was Trott’s victory dance like – there was no dance, Trott did the goosestep, his version. “What’choo talkin’ ’bout, Willis?”
“I'm all for the last session of the fifth day being played first”
That was me on twitter during the last session of the fifth day, only it was being played last. Prior to this, funny how every time I say Prior, thought gets sidetracked.
But not this time. All I saw of this game prior to this last session was Ashwell Prince; and while there are many compelling reasons to watch cricket, he isn’t one of them. The IPL know this, and he wasn’t eaten up.
But the South Africa-England and New Zealand-Pakistan test series have been truly superb. There are no ad breaks. You see the players change ends, run errands, walk the dog. It’s sublime, so every day; I’ve really started to enjoy mid overs. The pace is a tad off mind you.
That was how it was and then I arrived on the last session. In fact the last leg of the last session – from 9 pm – 9.55 pm (IST). That’s when the wickets fell, the South African lived in hope (no Cape jokes) and became generally unbearable.
Of course, once Trott and KP were consumed, there were no more durable batsmen left, except Collingwood, not very perishable, is he?
Collingwood was made to save games, in a way, he’s like the poor man's Dravid. His place will always be in peril. Right now the ECB are questioning his innings, why didn’t he convert the first innings’ fifty? Before you know it, Trott will completely overshadow Collingwood as the shadow Prime Minister.
But today is his, again. He was the last batsman standing; his position in middle order at 5 seems just about right after Trott and KP, and England have something going for the series.
Don’t be surprised if they go on to bigger things from here. May not be the Ashes all over again, but this could be one tight series. Don’t waste too much time over it, but keep the post tea session on the fifth day open. Next time, who knows, it could be Boucher playing a Collingwood at Durban. For his sake, I hope Ntini isn’t non-striker. He’s no Onions, and doesn’t he know that.
PS: Talking about Ntini, why waste the last over on him - his bowling idiom has always been, "how to miss the stumps".
You can also read this one on poor Onions and his lot.
vaughan trott saga revisited...?
jayasuriya was seen not only patting sachin tendulkar, his mumbai indians team mate, but smiling too... after srilanka's 2-0 dressing down in the test series...
more mumbai indian than a srilankan...?
Why Australia must play Warwickshire county instead of the England nation
They have Freesanth, Sreesanth. That’s already two reasons. Then there’s Trott, the name’s Jonathan Trott. He’s a batsman cricketer. He may be playing county cricket but he belongs in a national side, not necessarily England but some respectable team. By the same lack of logic, English players belong in county cricket. Not Warwickshire but Yorkshire.
Then there’s Ian Bell. He is the discard, the wild card. Even he doesn’t know when he’ll come off. When he does, his cover drives are exquisite, not quite Indian, but nearly Bangladeshi. He’s scored more tons this season that the whole English team. That could be one or two tons, but it’s still more.
Of course, if Strauss played for Warwickshire it would be even better. But he has 50s to make for England. Not since Elvis has a man been so rooted to the 50s. As in Elivis’ case, here too, it’s a lost cause.
You know, it could have been a much better Ashes if...
If Flintoff was 10% fit
If Brett Lee was 10% worthy
If Symonds was 10% sober
If Ramprakash made a guest appearance
If Bell made a disappearance
If KP wasn’t Achilles
If Ricky wasn’t Ponting
If Langer and his dossier opened the innings
If Hayden and his kitchen sink opened too
If Darren Gough opened the bowling
If Trott was always in the middle
If India played the winners at the Oval
If I was there
When Kevin Pietersen shouted at Jonathan Trott.
"A lot of people compare me with Kevin," Trott told The Times website.
"We grew up in the same country and played schoolboy cricket there. I don't look to emulate him or anyone but if I see someone do something well, I'll try and copy it.
"If you stand still at this game you get left behind."
Trott showed the first time he crossed paths with Pietersen in an under-19 game in South Africa that he wasn't a pushover.
"He bowled me one ball and I blocked it and he started shouting at me," Trott said.
"I told him to toss it up if he wanted to abuse me and he did.
"I slogged him out of the ground."
For more of Trott, here you go.
Jonathan Trott: cricket with balls.
Around the time England was two wickets down in their second innings, on the second day, Trott busied himself with a batting drill.
He appeared behind the glass like some cricket wild cat, a caged tiger. Batting profile, exaggerated forward defence, straight drive, smooth, brisk movements of the bat. Repeat.
There was something about Trott that evening. There was a definite signal of intent, yes, but more importantly a joy of the game. A joy to be playing cricket, yet alert at the same time, to warm up, both in limb and mind.
Here was a player, who in spite of being a pro, appeared rooted to his cricket basics, not overawed by either situation or debut.
Then there was the back-foot swat through midwicket that Atherton likened to one of Inzi’s. The urgency to get to the hundred mark and not lurk in the nervous nineties. Here was a batsman who partnered all and sundry in both innings, largely unaffected by a tricky run-out, and the personalities around him.
Clearly Trott has in him a bit of the dogged determination of his captain. And when Trott reached three figures, you’d be forgiven for thinking Strauss was the centurion. But then Strauss knows all about scoring a century on debut.
Mother Trott wept tears of joy, and Papa Trott maintained a stoic interest in the cricket. We were at once connected to Trott’s world. It was intensely real, you could call it cricket with balls.
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