Waves “as high as houses” in Devon

Wow. Torcross is generally sheltered inside Start Bay (map), but this morning it’s been absolutely pummelled by the sea. Here’s a video from the Start Bay Inn.

Another on YouTube

England unchanged

So England announce an unchanged lineup. No change there. I’ve not a lot else to add since I’ve been incarcerated in Devon enjoying things other than cricket, like the beach, and have read precisely nothing. So I just thought I’d pop my head in and say hello.

Hello. The blog will (should) be redesigned in a week or so thanks to Arun, a genius in India who’s kindly taken on the mantle. Anyway, well done everyone.

Start Point lighthouse, South Hams, Devon

New Zealand v South Africa, Super Eights, Grenada

Something’s wrong in the universe when Craig McMillan can take three South African wickets. I’m not watching it, and have only just switched on the radio – ensconced in Devon and magnetised to the beach and the outdoors. But it’s clouded over with a sea fog here and it’s high time for a drink and to keep my eye on this match. South Africa are wobbling, to say the least. Incidentally my hosters were switching things today and apparently the site was buggered earlier. Apologies for that. All seems fine again now – if painfully slow.

Anyhoo, here’s a photo

Minehead

And here’s the scorecard.

Banger’s back (albeit against Devon)

In spite of Nasser Hussain’s bold insistence that Australia were “under the cosh for a lot of” today’s match against England, the end result was rather predictable. England did apply themselves well for portions of the match – specifically the partnership between Ian Bell and Kevin Pietersen – but that one highlight alone is not enough to beat Australia, to win the World Cup or to prove England’s one-day ethic is nothing more than hit-and-hope. In fact, poke-and-pray might be more accurate.

All is not lost. You’ve no doubt heard by now that Marcus Trescothick made his return to cricket – albeit against a Devon attack more used to serving scones than yorkers – with a brutal 256 from 117 balls. This is a good thing.

The mystery surrounding his stress-related illness is still very much just that. No one knows for sure exactly what constitutes stress, nor why it happened, nor why he was apparently unfit to attend England’s Champions Trophy yet was fit to tour Australia a few weeks later. He lasted just two weeks which, given the horror show that eventuated, was probably just as well.

I desperately hope he returns, fighting fit, scoring banger tons again. Who knows? This lay-off he has had could relaunch his career, turning him from a good England player into a great.

The Corridor in Devon

Don’t worry, I’m not going to speak in the third person. It would be sacrilegious for The Corridor to even flirt with such an idea. However, “The Corridor in Devon” was too good a headline to ignore. I have no idea what’s been happening in the world (of cricket or otherwise), as I’ve been having too much fun stuffing my face with Devon’s finest steak, cream, scones and other such heart-attack foodstuffs [1]. Rock on.

[1] Not all together on one plate, you understand…

Gone away for a bit

I need sea air. Back on Friday for the Test. I’ll stick some musings up if I have time and/or the heavens open (likely).

It’s summer

The reason for the lack of posting is because…

Devon

It’s perishingly cold in the sea still, probably won’t warm up until August – but I might just dive in tomorrow. Impossibly brilliant beaches around here.

So – not a lot of time. News and developments on Sat or Sun…or more likely on Monday/Tuesday. Catch you then.

Cricket on Bantham beach



They think it’s all over …

Originally uploaded by Flickr user reallyreallyrosie.


I know this area pretty well now – South Devon – but can’t think where Bantham is. Might be just over the water from Salcombe…nice shot, though.

“Great shot – MIND THE SHEEP!”

I’m away back in Devon, hence mass-blogging and general frolicking around the coast and pubs and what have you. In the pub yesterday, or the day before, we met the village’s cricket captain – or someone of the team, anyway. He was quite excited to have met “someone from Wisden,” clearly not really au fait with Cricinfo (which I find quite a lot; people related to the “Wisden brand” more than Cricinfo, certainly in the UK. This isn’t the case in India, incidentally, hence the launch of Cricinfo Magazine in January).

Anyway, long story short, apparently they play in a field which is occupied by sheep in the winter months. Indeed, walking past it on the way to the beach yesterday, the sheep were merrily munching away at the green stuff, which made me wonder whether they’d act as fielders once the season gets underway. With all the wool on them, they’d be pretty reasonably insulated were they to be struck by a savage drive or pull. And the slope, well…it makes Lord’s incline look rather pathetic; you’d only have to nudge it through the covers (or tickle it down to fine leg) for a four…

It got me thinking about “odd places” people play cricket. Heard of any funny places people play? What’s your club like?

Back in the land of the blogging

Hello all, I’m back in the land of the blogging. Well, I would be if I didn’t have ‘flu (yes, Martin, it’s now definately ‘flu!). BT have kindly given us broadband in Devon – we’re one of the few in the village to have been granted it, which is as odd as it is depressing; bloody London/Berkshire types craving their instant always-on internet connections. In other words, us!

Anyway. I’ve a turkey to buy, Christmas shopping to start (literally) but will blog like a bafoon a bit later; thoughts on Pakistan, thoughts on England and my usual repetoire of rambling opinions about the game.