dear trevor hohns
if brett lee doesn’t play in the boxing day test i will tell all the children that you don’t really exist
nick
dear trevor hohns
if brett lee doesn’t play in the boxing day test i will tell all the children that you don’t really exist
nick
dear santa
please can brett lee play in the waca test and boxing day
thankyou
from nick
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from our Sydney correspondent:
I went to the game last night. It was quite amazing. As with the last game I thought Australia was going to post a 500+ run total, with Gilchrist appearing all but indestructible. His innings was one of the greatest I have ever seen. After his innings the game just seemed to be fizzling out. But then Lehmann came and aroused a little interest, before making way for the fun of the last few overs, and Brett-Bix’s hitting.
I couldn’t understand why Styris did as well as he did. From where I was (behind square at the Randwick end, under the Brewongle) he looked decidedly pedestrian. He must have been doing things with the ball that weren’t visible.
Brett was impressive, and bloody quick, surely [break]faster than what the speed gun was showing.
And then in the space of four balls, the game became interesting.
It started to rain properly just as McGrath took Harris out. As if he had been controlling the weather the entire game.
I got what I wanted out of the game. I had wanted an innings from Gilchrist and to see Bre[akfas]tt bowl. I had expected the Aussies to hammer NZ, so an exciting game was a bonus.
Most of the crowd had given up and gone home before it got interesting. And the rest were more interested in building beer cup snakes in an attempt to challenge a very impressive one that had emerged at the bottom of the Doug Walters stand, stretching almost its entire length.
Maybe the kid behind me had a sixth sense. In the first few overs he told his dad that he was nervous because Australia might lose. KW
Appendix: from Ellison Public School’s week 8 newsletter:
Last Friday Year 3 celebrated the start of the cricket season by celebrating with a breakfast. We had Brett-Bix (not Weet-Bix) in honour of Brett Lee. No children quite made it to 7 Brett-Bix, like Brett Lee himself but some reached 5 which was a pretty good effort. Here’s hoping the Aussie team does well this summer.
By the end of the match I was almost willing nz to victory. This game went close to being an epic. If nz had pulled it off it would certainly have crossed that threshold. A remarkable display of hitting from nz’s number 11 batsman, Kyle Mills, including a series of 4 sixes in 4 balls, had them well on the way. An old man with a dislocated shoulder, playing in his 250th one-day international, joined him at the crease to try and push the heroic stakes toward that epic point. Unfortunately Australia’s newest recruit Glenn McGarth secured victory for Australia with a perfect yorker to the old man.
Even in the thick Sydney atmosphere the players were managing to float through the the air, though possibly lacking the easy grace with which they were doing it at the dome.
The good thing about the Australian victory is that we’re now set up for a decider in Brisbane on Friday – from out of nowhere this has become one of the greatest ever one-day series.
how exciting is this!!
It was good to see that everyone was very happy with the result of the one-dayer last night. But one Daniel from North Melbourne had some very interesting points to make about the conditioned atmosphere inside the telstra dome:
“The weather and this game are supposed to go hand in hand,” claimed Daniel from the neighbouring suburb of North Melbourne. “In here it’s more like a mad scientist’s laboratory.” He slumped down in his seat, ignoring the personalised pop-up screen capable of displaying statistics, bowling changes and field placements on demand. “All this high-tech stuff doesn’t mean much to me. It’s a simple game. Why complicate it?” he moaned. “The wind should dictate the bowling. The light should influence the batsman. In here we don’t know if it’s day or night, hot or cold. I’m part of some controlled experiment.”
Perhaps this lack of atmosphere was the cause of all the floating that was going on
there’s not much to be said about the second test that i didnt already say at the end of the india series. australia were cruel, slowly wrenching thumbnails & grinding the nz souls further into the dust. but here is a nice photo.
Justin was good from the start.
ah I love it! Test cricket, this evening, found a completely new emotional articulation. It was certainly an historical moment. Cricket is often hilarious but it has never been as greatly hilarious for such a sustained period as it was during the final session today. The demolition of New Zealand did come about, as it was bound to, and it came about at the hands of McGrath, as had been suggested it may – but who would have thought the Mutter-man magic would be cast through his bat! McGrath left aside the muttering as he took up, seriously, batting. When he brought up his 40, passing his previous highest test score of 39, the crowd rose to their feet, the Australian team rose to their feet, and every single one of them was just laughing laughing laughing. Mutter-man was laughing his own head off. Gilgamesh, drawing close to his own maiden test half century (tomorrow morning perhaps?), had already been laughing for a long time. (Even the New Zealanders must have been laughing somewhere deep inside – it must have had hold on them). I’m in a good mood for at least a week now – the whole of the country must be.
Good old channel 9 managed to leave the live telecast of the cricket for the news just in time to deny its eastern daylight savings time states from witnessing the immense joy that must have come about with the 50, but when I saw the score summary on the sports news – Clarke 141; Gilchrist 126; McGrath 54*, I just laughed and laughed and laughed all over again. Such a ridiculous text! A totally new test emotion.
I’m sorry. I just dont know what it is about New Zealand but even when they have a really good day, like today, they just dont offer much joy. maybe its just that ‘Jacob Oram’ doesn’t quite give the vocal apparatus the same thrill that ‘Irfan Pathan’ offers. Scott Styris. It just doesn’t work. & isn’t Chris Martin the name of some boring singer from some boring band whose song regulalrly gets played over the ground’s PA system as the cricketers come out onto the field at the start of the day? Thats about as interesting as it gets. They just dont transport me anywhere – where are all my links going to come from?
I guess Oram’s 100 would have been attractive but I didn’t get to see any of it. I did see some Channel 9 highlights of it and there was a brief sense of incredible power.
Today, there was one very exciting moment when Clarkey came down the wicket to Vettori and attempted to loft him for 6 over his head, edging the ball into his pad. The ball then deflected past the stumps, i think it went to slip or someting. That’s my highlights package.
In the ABC radio commentary box Kerry O’Keefe was talking about how dangerous Damien Martyn is once he finds himself “at peace with the pace in the pitch” – which was nice. Marto is a master at learning pitches and settling into them like a little leaf of grass.
All we have to hope for is the Australian fightback. I feel a bit bad about this but I really do hope the demolition still comes about. Perhaps some magic orbs cast aloft by the Mutter-man in the 2nd nz innings?
Or maybe nz can start gathering associations and poetic alliances to feed into cricket’s vital forces which are seeking renewal after the exhaustive action of the Indian series. The new series is just placidly begining.