Wednesday, November 5, 2008

a modern love story about sledging

I love sledging.

It is great.

Test Cricket would be poorer if it were not there.

Soft players like Graeme Hick might have had careers.

Yuck.

So when Albie “I don’t need to hear from Gautam” Sachs comes in and says it is against the spirit of the game, he goes straight into my Peter Roebuck file.

Spirit of the game, spirit of my asshole.

I am so sick of this bullshit.

Sledging has always happened, back in the day it was more gentlemanly by-play, and it included things like, here is my bunny and I’ll bet you a thruppunenny you can’t hit my wicket ol’ chap.

Times have changed, and so has the language.

Sledging has a limit, racism is out, homophobia will be next.

No one likes to see a batsman be sent off.

And other people probably have limits that I don’t care about.

Gautam City Gambhir has made his name in this series.

Before this he was a fringe test batsman with a good white ball record.

Everyone could see his talent, but he couldn’t quite make it happen in tests.

He looked good early on against Australia, but they talked him out of his innings.

The minute he stopped scoring freely they were all over him, and he fell for it.

Then he stood up, and he used the sledging to focus himself, and suddenly the boy who couldn’t make a test century become the man who made a double ton.

Did he let it get to him, yes.

And physically that manifested itself as an angry elbow.

But he used it to urge him on as well, who knows if he would have had a series like this if the Australians didn't force him to concentrate.

Now he leaves this series as a proper test batsman.

One who can take all the shit thrown at him, and make runs at the highest level.

Tis a beautiful thing this sledging is.www.cricketwithballs.com... We constantly get sodomized down the legside

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