They say moving on is hard to do. They’re wrong. It’s bloody hard. But, alas, we must. Moaning isn’t fun anymore and it won’t do us any good – unless someone, somewhere, does actually have a plan to storm the barricades at ECB headquarters. The uncomfortable truth is the ECB have got away with their dastardly deeds and there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s not the first calamity the ECB have overseen and it won’t be the last. What’s more, now the initial anger has relented I can actually see...
ECB’s choice of selectors sticks two fingers up at the counties
I don’t like being this cynical and exasperated. I really don’t. But over the last few weeks Paul Downton and the ECB have got every major decision utterly, utterly, hopelessly wrong. First they alienated the vast majority of fans by sacking Kevin Pietersen (yes, he’s a big head, but it’s clear from the testimony of Tremlett, Carberry, Swann and others that KP was not the reason why England lost the Ashes). Then they astounded the world with the ridiculous appointment of Peter Moores on the...
Life without Kevin
I hate the phrase ‘moving forward’. It’s a bit like ‘blue sky thinking’ or ‘low hanging fruit’ (other phrases that should never be used outside the office). Its literal meaning is “what we’re going to do next”, but its actual meaning is “I am a tedious suit who prefers management speak to the vernacular”. James Whitaker used the phrase about twenty five times in his cringe worthy interview about KP the other day. Was anyone surprised? Anyway, now is the time to move on from the Pietersen fiasco...
