A sizzling story

Test cricket is a mother fucker.

It is supposed to be that way.

So when a young guy comes through and performs good enough to change the momentum of a test, it’s a magical fucking moment.

Yesterday Peter Siddle went from hopeful to test player.

Firstly he showed balls with the bat, and not for the first time.

This was a solid as a rock innings for a number 11 against 3 blokes who can bowl 150 plus.

This series was supposed to be about pace, Steyn had 5 wickets already, and the G was making the waca look like a subbie wicket.

Siddle stood behind the ball, took one on the back, and batted for 49 balls while pissing off the South Africans.

But as Tony Greig pointed out, way too many times, as good as this was, it meant nothing without wickets.

Ponting obviously knew the same, and he made one of the best decisions of his career, he threw the new nut to Siddle.

Who knows what was going through the kids head at this stage, but he was on the biggest stage left in test cricket.

His home ground.

New ball in hand, he fucken steamed in and swung one at pace first ball.

Second ball he almost put a hole in McKenzie’s chest.

It was fast and brutal.

3rd ball was unplayable.

4th ball was left alone.

By this stage Siddle was fire itself.

He had a maniacal laugh.

Pace of a demon god.

And the ball was singing for him.

McKenzie was no match.

It’s hard to know whether he played or left the one that got him, it had pace, movement and a sexuality all of its own.

Then when Smith is set he takes him down, this time with no new ball help.

And follows it up with one that smashes through AB's road block.

3 wickets does not make a test player.

But the boy sure looked like one.

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