Ashes to Ashes
I don’t like people who gloat. A bit of friendly ribbing between winner and loser is one thing but taking their dignity away, in effect kicking them while they are down, is unacceptable. Take your victories in the same way as you take your defeats: with stoicism and good grace. That’s my motto.
Plus the fact that as the saying goes: pride comes before a kick in the gingangoolies! In other words, what goes around comes around.
That’s why I won’t be waving any flags, dancing around, or shouting from the rooftops over the humiliation of Australia’s fallen heroes as yet again they are denied The Ashes. We’ll see next week if it ends 4-0 at The Oval, sending them home with their ‘roo tails between their legs. It must be so painful for them after last year’s Olympic medal haul was so paltry and seeing The British and Irish Lions savagely maul The Wallabies in the tour down under this summer. Now there’s an image; have you ever been mauled down under? How long before you could walk upright again?
But no, I won’t gloat. Despite the years of English sport being the punchline of Aussie jokes, despite their boasts, their barracking, their sledging, their contempt; we can rise above it all, we have risen above it.
Their medias’ attempt to downgrade the significance of England’s efforts, their snide attempts to blacken the name of English cricket in general and the noble Kevin Pietersen in particular, with their scurrilous and libellous accusations of cheating show that they haven’t quite grasped the concept of sportsmanship. They seem to have it confused with gamesmanship, which they are very much masters of.
They accused KP of using silicon tape on his bat to fool Hotspot; a crime for which he is innocent. This reminds me of the furore surrounding the so-called Bodyline series. They vilified the heroic captain Douglas Jardine and caused the premature end of the international career of the incredible Nottinghamshire fast bowler Harold Larwood, for bowling to the line of the body in order to beat the magnificent Don Bradman. It is never mentioned by them that it was actually the Australians themselves that first used this tactic two years previously. In fact they’re still moaning about that tour 80 years later. And they call us poms whingers?!
I can imagine my Aussie mates John Zande and Flying Bubbles grinding their teeth right about now, but lets be honest: Bubbles, you are originally from India so you know I’ve got it spot on, nobody knows more about cricket or is more honest about the game than the Indians. And John, you moved to Brazil to escape the shame of the downfall of Aussie sport….sorry I had to stop typing for a second because I was laughing so much the tears were blurring my eyes!
Australians love their sport and this beating will sting, that’s why I have no doubt whatsoever that they will come back better and stronger than ever and maybe teach us a lesson in both cricket and manners. That is why I won’t gloat, except to say: Aussies -
IN YOUR FACE!