Trent warfare

It’s not often I’m going to paraphrase the Beautiful South, but it occurred to me that when it comes to the next Test ‘this could be Hamilton or anywhere, Wellington or home, The Black Caps are everywhere, We played away then at home. Played away and then at home.’ (If you don’t get that see this).

Suffice to say that no-one’s going to bemoan seeing the back of the Kiwis – indeed they’ll almost be glad to see the back of themselves. There’s the one-dayers to come, but let’s face it the only thing anyone’s going to remember about one-day games between these two in a few years time is that it saw Jesse Ryder stick his hand through a window and put himself out the game for a while. If indeed that ever loudening din is the death knell of one-day cricket then that would seem an amusing, if not particularly fitting, tribute to a form of the game which, let it be remembered, once revolutionised the game in the same way as Twenty20.

So anyway, despite my lack of enthusiasm, some thanks as we draw to an end. To Jesse – for inspiring some amazing songs; to Vettori for hating his particular song (it’s there on the same page) so much it inspired us to sing it even more and even buy some comedy glasses for added effect and lest we forget Stephen Fleming who said “It would have been nice to have had one final tour in England but it seemed like we were in England with their support and I’m just happy they didn’t come up with a song for me.”

Let’s hope Trent Bridge springs a few good stories to end it in style.