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Well, obviously. Nov. 27th, 2010 @ 12:13 pm
Commentator just pointed out that Australia haven't lost at the 'Gabba since 1988... Against the West Indies.

I have to ask: Does losing to the West Indies in the 80s really count as losing? I mean... it's the West Indies. The 1980s West Indies. Calling it "losing" has connotations - it implies, for example, that the possibility existed of winning.

Which, against the 1980s West Indies, is patently ridiculous. (Although it would have made for some brilliant cricket had it been the peak 80s Windies vs the peak Steve Waugh era Australians... Unbelievably brilliant, in fact. Think about it. Viv Richards, Curtly Ambrose, Malcolm Marshall, Courtney Walsh up against the Glenn McGrath, Shane Warne, Steve Waugh and Adam Gilchrist? Tell me that wouldn't be awesome, and you will be wrong.)

... Meanwhile, England have started making mistakes, but they're really getting no luck at all, either. Haddin just had a French cut go for 4. Credit to Anderson, he looked like he was going for "rueful laughter" rather than "frustrated rage".

HUSS! Nov. 27th, 2010 @ 09:06 am

England look like they're starting to crack.

Haddin and Hussey high-fiving as they crossed back? Somehow, freaking awesome.

Aweosme points to Haddin, too, for a hard-fought 50 so far and excellent support, obvs.

Mr Cricket is back!

These chords that I'm using are usually sad, I had to use them, they're the best chords that I have Nov. 26th, 2010 @ 11:52 am
Yesterday was a very busy day indeeed! I tidied the house (a bit - I didn't want to overextend myself, which turns out to have been a good thing), cooked dinner, had guests for dinner, and before, after and around, spent several hours carving, filing, sanding wood and sculpting modelling clay to make a couple of components of Dean's costume for this weekend's national cosplay competition.

I ended up staying up three hours past my bedtime, and, between the carving on Wednesday and some other carving on Tuesday, burning out the muscles in my right hand and forearm to a rather startling degree. All Thursday my hand was all weak and trembly.

So I did some more clay modelling on Thursday, and then I pretty much crashed out for the day.

Today, though, I'm planning go resume something I did a little of on Wednesday: cleaning up the fretboard on my mother's guitar.

I oiled the wood thoroughly, which is looking good, but cleaning the frets is proving to be quite the extensive chore. The guitar's forty years old or so, and I'm not sure my mother's ever polished the frets; I would have said they don't need it that badly, except it turns out that the frets are not gold/brass-coloured, like I thought they were, but are in fact silver in colour.

I'm also, today, watching the cricket. The Test's umpires include some dude I don't really know by sight and Aleem Dar (Pakistan), who is possibly my favourite current cricket umpire.

He seems to have set-out with the intention of single-handedly repairing the reputation of Pakistan umpiring. After all the scandals and bias and corruption, forth comes Aleem Dar, who's not only rigidly, uncompromisingly fair, he's also the most rock-solid competent umpire since Dickie Bird and Shep (both England) retired.

In such a quiet way, too - Billy Bowden (New Zealand), by contrast, aggravates the hell out of me because he's too busy showboating not to screw up decisions on a rather too regular basis. Aleem Dar is the absolute picture of calm composure.

I didn't like him at first, because he looks kind of grumpy and mean, but I've long since come to realise that it's just that he is concentrating, focussed on his umpiring, and he is, in fact - when the situation genuinely warrants it, and there is no risk of causing him distraction when play is under way - capable of cracking an actual facial expression.

(Let's not look at the current state of Pakistani cricket, as far as corruption goes - let's just think about how Aleem Dar is awesome.)

And I do love how his total composure makes over-appealing bowlers and fielders look silly. They're going all dramatic and he just gives them this complete, flawless non-reaction.

That same thing was part of why I loved Steve Bucknor (West Indies), too. Also the way he never let them push him for speed when he was still giving his decision due and careful consideration. Indeed, I swear if they were being over-the-top about it, he would wait an extra couple of seconds, just to let them sweat.

I think the reason Bucknor was so good, actually, was that he didn't generally judge the play live, not really. He watched, carefully, then replayed it in his head and analysed the replay. (At the batsman's end, anyway - if I recall correctly, he was admirably prompt in calling no-balls.)

I'm watching the match now. At this precise moment as I'm writing this, Hussey is on 32* and Australia is 5/143. I'm enjoying it rather a lot - there's been good cricket in general, but Hussey is one of my favourite players and it's nice to see him playing well.

Current Music: cricket commentary

The Twenty20 World Cup has begun... Jun. 6th, 2009 @ 11:30 pm
... and England lost to the Netherlands, and at this point, Australia seem to be getting their badly-captained arses walloped by the West Indies - who, to be fair, are at least a Test nation, but still, how the mighty have fallen.

Oh Ponting. You suck.

Oh England.

... words fail me. Congratulations Nederland, but seriously, all I can do for England right now is point and laugh.

Meanwhile, given that he's weraing a helmet that appears to have a weird hairnet attachment, or something, how is Chris Gayle still so pretty?

... it might be the sexy, sexy batting. 43 off 18 and a six that went for 105m to the roof of the Oval pavilion. *swoon*

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