Test Match Meltdown

The recently complete test match between Australia and India has been remarkable for many reasons. Symonds and Hogg rescued Australia from utter humiliation on Day 1. Laxman and Tendulkar replied with magnificent centuries for India. Hayden and Hussey then followed suit to put the Aussies in a commanding position. Kumble and Dhoni all but rescued the game for India. And then a miracle over from Michael Clarke took the last 3 Indian wickets in 5 balls to seal victory (and retain the winning streak) with just 7 balls left in the match. I’d also like to commend Ricky Ponting’s leadership in coming out to act as a substitute runner for the injured Hayden when he’d been out for 0 and had every right, as captain, to sulk in the dressing room and send Phil Jacques out to run instead.

But if you weren’t lucky enough to be following the game, as Kevin and I were, you may only have heard the bad stuff. Justine has been stuck in New York with no coverage and is not happy. I’m not surprised, because things are fast descending into farce.
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In Praise of The Little Master

Sachin Tendulkar just missed out on getting a farewell hundred on his last tour of England over the summer, much to the disappointment of British cricket fans. His has, however, managed to say goodbye to Sydney in fine style. I am delighted for him. My American and Finnish readers will doubtless be puzzled as to who this man is and why the world of cricket loves him. I can’t come up with a good ice hockey analogy right now, but Americans might consider this: imagine someone who was so good at baseball that he was playing in the major leagues at age 14, was a starter in the All Star Game at 16, and has been one of the finest players in the world for over 20 years.

Roy the Awesome

How do they do it? At 134-6 Australia were totally on the ropes. From that position, England would have failed to make 200 (possibly failed to make 150). And what do the Australians do? Symonds and Hogg put on a partnership of 173 for the 7th wicket. Roy is still there smashing the ball all over the place. The level of confidence and determination in that team is just amazing.

Sweet Sixteen

Yesterday Ricky Ponting’s Australians completed a comprehensive thrashing of India that took their current win streak to 15-0. Today, Tom Brady’s Patriots took their own winning streak to 16-0, equaling the perfect regular season record of the 1972 Miami Dolphins. The Australians take the field again on Tuesday. A second win over India will take them to 16-0, which will equal the current world record for consecutive test match victories held by Steve Waugh’s Australian side. The Patriots, of course, have the playoff games to come, and hope to match the Dolphins by staying undefeated through to the Superbowl. It will be interesting to see which side cracks first.

For the benefit of the uninitiated, test match cricket is a sport in which many matches end in a draw. Winning a test match is a much harder feat than winning an NFL game. On the other hand, Ponting and his team don’t have to worry about salary caps and drafts and all the other tricks that the NFL uses to try to prevent dynasties from developing. As long as Australia keeps breeding top class cricketers they can expect to continue their dominance of the world game.

Normal Service is Resumed

Ha! Who needs Tom Brady? If you are looking for a totally dominant sports team, you need look no further than Australia’s cricketers.

Shame really, I was looking forward to some close matches.

Close Contest in Melbourne

Well, that was a fine day’s entertainment. Superb performances by Matthew Hayden and Anil Kumble, but you gotta love Stuart Clark. He looked totally comfortable. You could just imagine him muttering, “put me in at #11 will they? I’ll show them…”

Battle is Joined

In California it is Christmas, but in Melbourne it is Boxing Day and that can only mean: cricket!

Australia have won the toss and have elected to bat. I have live TV coverage. Here’s hoping that the Indians put up a good fight.

Congratulations, Murali!

Kevin and I have just seen Muttiah Muralitharan set a new world record for the most wickets in a test career. It was an exceptionally sweet moment for Murali to do so in his home town of Kandy with all of his relatives, and even the boys from the school he attended, there to see him make history. As a sometime Victorian I am, of course, honor bound to believe that Shane Warne was a better bowler, and certainly Warne would have taken more wickets if Glen McGrath hadn’t been around to share his hauls, but Murali’s (current) 710 wickets is an amazing achievement and he shows every sign of carrying on for some time and adding significantly to his total. His is a record that may last a very long time.

Kudos also to Ryan Sidebottom for holding out for so long and helping put England in a potentially winning position. And sympathy to Paul Collingwood who really didn’t deserve to become a historically significant victim. Meanwhile, back to the game.

Underway in Kandy

The England – Sri Lanka test series is finally with us, and I got to catch a little bit of the game last night when we got back from the airport. As it turned out I missed most of the action, because Hoggie had got some favorable conditions and was at his brilliant best. Kudos to Sangakkara for digging his side out of an awful mess, but there’s a limit to what you can do from that sort of position. 188 is not a good first inning score. Except…

This is Kandy; it is Murali’s home ground. He’s just four short of Shane Warne’s record of 708 test wickets in a career. Do I expect the ball to turn square? Of course I do. And in the few overs from Monty that I got to see, there was one ball that pitched in the rough well outside off stump. Sangakkara shouldered arms, and looked on in amazement as the ball cut back viciously and rapped him on the knees. Monty was unlucky not to get an LBW with that one. Given that I love good spin bowling, I’m very much looking forward to the rest of the game.

Miracles Do Happen

Both the Raiders and the 49ers managed to win today, though having seen parts of both games I think it might be more accurate to say that both teams were gifted games by opponents even more hopeless than they are. On the other hand, the 49ers did manage to put together more offense than they have produced in the last four games combined. Most importantly, they finally managed to unleash Frank Gore. If this marks a turning of the corner for the offensive line it will be a very good thing indeed.

Boston (again)

So, here I am in Boston. During my layover in Denver I got to see the first half of the Patriots comprehensive destruction of the Redskins, and on my arrival here I got to see the the Red Sox clinch the World Series. There are a lot of happy people here in Boston.

Me included, because my hotel is thus far proving very comfortable. This is important, oh Smoffish ones, because this is the hotel in which SMOFcon will be held later this year. No time to look around tonight, but I promise more info tomorrow. Let me know if there’s anything in particular that you want me to check out.

Lucius Shepard on the World Series

Yep, they are a sorry lot, those Red Sox fans. Sadly I am in a bind because:

1. My local cricket team back in Darkest Somerset have named their Twenty20 squad the Red Sox. Silly name for a cricket team, but it worked, because the lads made it to the semi-finals of the national club Twenty20 tournament. The Sox, bless them, mentioned this on their web site, so I’m honor bound to be nice to them.

2. I’m flying to Boston on business on Sunday and I want to get out alive.

Twenty20 Cricket on US TV

Yesterday was couch potato day here. We did get out for a walk around the lakes, but the rest of the day was spent slumped in front of the Brazilian Grand Prix, the Rugby World cup Final (on 24 hour delay here) and some cricket.

The Twenty20 World Cup provided such wonderful entertainment that I was very sorry I was stuck in the UK when I could have been watching it with Kevin (although of course he was in Japan for much of the event). I was very pleased, therefore, to discover that the whole tournament is still available on streaming replay from Willow TV for just $10. That’s a full 26 3-hour matches, many of which are very close. Remarkable value.

Because all of the matches are listed it is possible to tell from who is in the later stages of the tournament what some of the results must have been, but there are no actual scores listed so the material is relatively spoiler-free. If any Americans fancy taking a look at some cricket, this is an excellent way to do so. You can watch a complete game in the time it takes to watch a baseball match, and the action is seriously high octane. If you’d like recommendations as to which games to watch, just ask.

Worthy Champions

Well, the World Cup final did not produce a scintillating display of running rugby. That was provided by the Pumas in their magnificent demolition of France in the 3rd place playoff. Jake White apparently told his side before the match to Keep It Simple, and they did that very well. England’s defense was magnificently aggressive, and it is possible that if the Bokke had tried harder to force a score they would have coughed up dangerous turnover ball and been caught in their own trap. It would have been ironic for them to lose to a breakaway try.

As it turned out, however, they kept things tight, took on the England pack, and at least stood tot-to-toe with them. They also avoided embarrassing turnovers and silly penalties. And when they got a kickable opportunity, Percy was flawless. That is the way that finals are generally won. He who makes the fewest mistakes is crowned champion.

As I said a couple of days ago, South Africa have been the form team of the tournament. They have no obvious weaknesses, and they always find something in the opposition that they can exploit. In this case their domination of the lineout made certain that England never had a reliable platform from which to attack. I was delighted to see Victor Matfield get the man of the match award. It would have been so easy to give it to Percy simply because he scored so many points, or to John Smit because he was the captain. Instead it went to someone whose work is often overlooked, but in this case was crucial to the success of his side.

Not much else left to say, really. It wasn’t a spectacular match. The best side won. See you all in New Zealand in four years time.

The Iceman Cometh

Well, well, well. Who would have thought it? A fabulous finish to the F1 season and (so far) not a lawyer in sight. Miracles happen. Hey, and Kimi even smiled! He did, I saw it. More than once.

It is a little early here to break out the vodka, but it is 11 hours later in Finland and I would imagine that the party is well under way by now. Enjoy, guys. I’ll join you later.

So Far So Good for Lewis

Well, that was Friday practice, and so far our boy Hamilton is looking good. Certainly the McLarens seem to have the edge, and thus far Lewis is out-performing Alonso. Of course there is a long way to go yet, and I don’t suppose Max Moseley will be able to resist the opportunity to try to step in and decide who wins himself. Let’s just hope that it is a good race, and that there are no “accidental” collisions.

Jonny Be God?

(Headline shamelessly filched from the Daily Mirror.)

In a few days time, a new World Champion of rugby will be named. Or perhaps not, because an English side that, earlier in the tournament, looked barely capable of beating the USA, has somehow managed to find its way to the final to defend the crown. Will they pull off a sporting miracle, or will the awesomely efficient Bokke provide a repeat performance of the 36-0 thrashing they handed out to England in the group stage?

Thus far South Africa have won all of their games, and it is easy to see why. They have the best lineout in the tournament. Their scrum and ruck are solid. Percy Montgomery has been superbly reliable with his kicking. Butch James has finally matured into a capable fly half. And in du Preez and Habana they have players whose speed of mind and of foot can break any defense. Only one team has really tested the Bokke, and that was the Fijians, who have the mercurial ability to score tries from anywhere, at any time. And if there is one thing that England definitely can’t do with any ease, it is score tries.

And yet, defenses win tournaments. Whatever other failings the English team might have, they are committed, organized, and mostly disciplined. They also know, as they proved against France, that if the game is in the balance with 20 minutes to play then Wilkinson will win the game for them. So South Africa need to establish a lead. If England are forced to play catch-up they’ll just spill the ball and throw interceptions that will get them into an even deeper hole. But if the Bokke can be prevented from scoring for long enough, then the game will go to whoever has the steadier nerves and the most accurate boot, and we all know who that is.

One area where England might be able to attack is the scrum. They completely destroyed Australia in that department. South Africa are, of course, another matter entirely, but they didn’t look 100% happy against Argentina. It looked to me like there was a lot of boring in going on, particularly on Os Durant’s side, and that Steve Walsh was turning a blind eye to it, presumably because, like me, he didn’t have a clue whose fault it was. How the referee for the final handles scrum infringements might be critical.

Aside from that, about the only non-defensive tactic England are likely to try is niggling the Bokke in the hope that they can get Schalk Burger or some other hot-head sent to the bin. It will, I think, be a bit of a bad-tempered game.

Overall, however, South Africa ought to win. That England have got to the final at all is something of a miracle. Although they would like to win, only their more fanatical supporters expect them to. If South Africa don’t win, they will be seen as having thrown away a golden opportunity. Their biggest enemy may well be nerves.

And Then There Were Four

Kevin has finally got around to watching all of the Rugby World Cup quarter finals, so it is safe for me to talk about the semis here.

There’s no need to guess what England will be up to against France. They’ll want to keep the same levels of aggression that they had against Australia; they’ll keep the ball tight, running pick’n’drive rather than sending the ball out wide; and they’ll play for territory in the hope that Wilkinson’s boot will give them the points they need. If they win 3-0 they will be very happy. (Confused American readers, just think Baltimore Ravens – possession football.)

As for France, they still haven’t really turned up to play so far this tournament, including in the shock win against the All Blacks. Hopefully a game against the English in Paris will be enough to rouse them into some sort of action. Serge Betsen will need to prove that he can succeed where George Smith failed, but if France are to win I think they’ll need a good performance from Yanick Jauzion, who can break any defensive line in the world if he puts his mind to it, and perhaps another Michalak Miracle.

Argentina looked a little tired against Scotland. I’m hoping that they were just taking it easy because they could afford to. They’ll need to step up the intensity again if they are to beat the Bokke. It could well turn into a kicking duel. Francois Steyn can hoof the ball further than anyone, but Juan Martin Hernandez is older and wiser and likely to win any ping pong game, so South Africa will want to leave the kicking to Percy Montgomery except when they are within Steyn’s drop goal range. Much as I have enjoyed watching Los Pumas epic journey, I suspect that the Bokke will be too much for them. South Africa are ruthless, determined, uncompromising, and they have Bryan Hanaba.