I must confess that, over the years, I have fallen out of love with snooker. When I was younger I absolutely loved watching it, especially the Masters – according to my Dad, when I was a baby I was fixated with the colour green so we would always watch cricket, football, rugby and snooker together! But, as names like Hendry, Davis, White and Parrot disappeared from the sport, I gradually stopped following it to the point where I would always change channel if the snooker came on. I don’t know why – the game itself hasn’t changed that much – but I just did. The self-imposed exile of Ronnie O’Sullivan didn’t help – he was and is such a fantastic player to watch and is definitely a maverick of the sport. So when he decided he was going to pick and choose when he played I think I must have subconsciously decided that I couldn’t watch it anymore.
Over the last week or so the 2014 of the edition of the Masters tournament has been taking place at Alexandra Palace. Being the keen sports fan I am, I have been keeping a very loose eye over the tournament but haven’t really followed it with much interest. I was just browsing through the BBC Sport website earlier today, trying not to cry over the fact that the England cricket team had suffered one of their most humiliating losses so far in their tour of Australia, to see a video entitled: “Ronnie O’Sullivan playing snooker ‘from the gods.’” If it had been any other player I probably wouldn’t have watched the video but because it was O’Sullivan I thought I’d have a quick glance. When I saw it was nearly 8 minutes long I almost closed the tab but having seen his first shot – a seemingly impossible pot – I decided to carry on. It was the best decision I have made this year (ok, so we’re not even a month in, but you see what I mean!).
What followed was what can only be described as a work of art. After some initial fortune with a couple of early pots, O’Sullivan went on to produce the best snooker I have ever seen. He was a man possessed – if ever there was a perfect example of someone being ‘in the zone’ it was him for those 8 minutes. Everything he did seemed to end up exactly where he wanted it to. Snooker players often take a lot of time lining up each shot, working out where they need to position themselves, but there was no need for that here. O’Sullivan didn’t need to think – that would have just disrupted his mental flow. I have never seen a snooker referee move so quick – as soon as he had replaced a ball on the table O’Sullivan was playing his next shot, as though he were afraid that this spell could end at any moment. In the end, O’Sullivan finished with a break of 134, just 13 off the maximum, to lead by 4-0.
Not long after the match was over, O’Sullivan having won 6-0. His opponent, Ricky Walden, simply stood no chance. Not because he’s a bad player, but just because the greatest ever snooker player was at his best. There has been no stopping this season – he has now notched up 29 century breaks and has plenty of time to add more. In his career, he now has 724 century breaks, with 11 maximums, meaning he’s only 30 behind Stephen Hendry in the all-time list. He has been World Champion on 5 separate occasions, including the last two years, and has won 52 major tournament. The guy is insane and yet is still extremely modest, albeit irritatingly so at times. But, for me, O’Sullivan is the man who got me interested in snooker once again.
If you have 8 minutes to spare, watch this. Even if you hate snooker, the skill exhibited here is truly astounding:
On the eve of the second Ashes Test, it seems as though England are desperate to take the attention away from their shocking performance at Brisbane by having a little whinge about a few words the Aussies said to them.
Sledging (or ‘mental disintegration’ as Steve Waugh championed it) is a part of cricket and has many forms. This includes direct insults on a player’s ability, e.g Aussie pace bowler Merv Hughes informing Robin Smith that if ‘you turn the bat over you’ll find the instructions,’ or their body shape, e.g Australian wicket-keeper Ian Healy telling the portly Sri Lankan Arjuna Ranatunga that ‘you don’t get a runner for being an overweight, fat c***.’ However, sledging can also subtle comments that aim to put members of the opposition off their game. The best example of this comes from Freddie Flintoff when he goaded West Indian tail-ender Tino Best, telling him to ‘mind the windows’ that he would find if he hit straight down the ground. Sure enough, Best charged down the wicket and was promptly stumped, leaving the great all-rounder giggling like a little boy.
Some of the best lines that come from cricketers are actually retorts to less funny insults. My personal favourite sledge of all-time has to be Eddo Brandes’ response to Glenn McGrath’s ‘Why are you so fat?’ The Zimbabwean’s reply was ‘Because every time I make love to your wife she gives me a biscuit.’ Although absolutely nothing to do with cricket, it is one of many examples of hilarious retorts made by cricketers.
Some of the things I heard coming from both camps in the first Test, both during and after the game, were neither. They were threatening and aggressive remarks, with Michael Clarke’s ‘we’re going to break you’re f***ing arm mate’ being arguably the worst. It’s acceptable in cricket to criticise someone’s technique or their body shape, but threatening to hurt them is crossing a line. Again, it is very subjective as to where this line is and brings up the question of whether remarks like this are within the much-criticised ‘spirit of the game.’ For some, sledging shouldn’t be a part of the game at all but others are all for it, no matter what is said. Personally, I have no problem with sledging being part of the game but I do think it has to be kept within a certain limit. What Clarke said, I feel, went over the boundary of what is acceptable, but then it is dependent on opinion.
Many people, however, feel that David Warner’s comments about Jonathon Trott were far worse. After the game, the Aussie batsman commented about the England star’s game, saying he was ‘poor and weak.’ A few days later it was announced that Trott was to leave the tour due to a stress-related illness. Many former players, so-called experts and fans have since condemned Warner for what he said, with the player himself admitting he had gone too far. But did he really know how Trott felt? Cricket isn’t how it used to be; opposing teams don’t socialise with each other any more after games and most don’t play any form of cricket together so don’t really know many, if any, players from other teams. I don’t think Warner could have known for sure whether Trott was struggling mentally or not, even if he could see it in his eyes.
For me then, I feel that Clarke’s remarks were far worse than Warner’s. I also feel, however, that the English press have made far too big a deal out of this as a whole. It’s almost as though they are trying to find any way out of having to admit just how bad the English team were. Although certain individuals can be satisfied with their efforts, as a collective England were shocking, especially with the bat. However, if this was to be the main focus of attention then the whole country would be panicking that England have no chance of retaining the Ashes. There is a no win situation – the media make a fuss out of anything and everything. As a result, I guess it’s best that they decided to exaggerate the sledging rather than the poor performance – the fans still have hope going into tonight’s game and the rest of the series rather than thinking England are going to be whitewashed.
I am going to end this blog with some of my favourite sledges that haven’t already been mentioned:
– Rod Marsh: ‘ How’s your wife and my kids?’ Ian Botham replied ‘The wife is fine but the kids are retarded.’
– Legendary Yorkshire and England fast bowler Fred Trueman once said to an Aussie batsman walking onto the playing field via a gate “Don’t bother shutting it, son, you won’t be there long enough.”
– In a county match in England, Greg Thomas was bowling to Viv Richards and getting a few to whizz past the bat. After Richards played and missed another one, Thomas said: “It’s red, it’s round. Now f***ing hit it!”. This obviously angered Richards who proceeded to hit the next ball out of the ground. Richards: “You know what it looks like now go and get it.”
– Trueman again, this time to one of his own team-mates, Raman Subba Row. A batsman edged a ball from Trueman to Row at slip but, rather than catch it, he let the ball through his legs to the boundary. Row said ‘Sorry Fred, I should’ve kept my legs closed,’ to which Trueman replied ‘So should your mother.’
First up, apologies for the lack of new things to read over the last few weeks! Let’s just say life has been pretty hectic… But there’s good news – the Ashes start tonight/have already started/have already finished (depending on when you’re reading this). However I have chosen not to bore you with another entirely biased blog on why England will win and will instead focus on something a little different.
Last night saw the first ever international football game involving Gibraltar, who only gained full UEFA membership in May this year. This means that they will be able to qualify for the forthcoming 2016 European Championships, although they don’t yet have full FIFA membership so cannot attempt to make any World Cups. Although their highly impressive 0-0 draw away at Slovakia suggests otherwise, I have that horrible feeling that Gibraltar may be another one of these newly-formed state teams that struggle to concede fewer than 5 goals per match, let alone score one.
Take San Marino for instance – they have only ever won one game since playing their first official match in 1986 (a 1-0 win over Liechtenstein in a friendly) and their all-time top goalscorer, Andy Selva, has just 8 goals. Although they may have the fastest goal in World Cup qualifying history (who could forget Davide Gualtieri’s 8.3 second goal against England in 1993? [Ok, maybe if you weren’t alive you are exempt]) the stats don’t read well at all. Their biggest loss was 13-0 at home against Germany in 2006, whilst they have only secured the solitary victory and five draws (most notably against Turkey in 1993), with only two of those ties coming in competitive games. They have an all-time goal difference of -468 (meaning they concede on average a fraction under 4 goals a game) and have only ever scored 19 goals. In qualification for the 2014 World Cup, they failed to gain a single point (although the group was quite a tough one), conceding 54 goals and only scoring a solitary reply.
I am being quite harsh here picking on San Marino, as there are quite a few other teams in Europe who are equally as woeful, but they are the team ranked equal 207th (or last) in the FIFA world rankings. Alongside them are Bhutan (whose heaviest loss was 20-0 against Kuwait in 2000) and the Turks and Caicos Islands (I’d be very impressed if you’d even heard of them!). These are teams who, until the turn of the century, weren’t even allowed to attempt to qualify for major tournaments and even now they have to go through preliminary rounds to even be able to face the major teams. UEFA, however, still allow teams like San Marino and Andorra to come up against the likes of Spain and the Netherlands despite the fact that it is not a question of if they (the big teams) will win, but how many goals they will score.
UEFA should really take a look at what the other administrative bodies from the other continents do. When qualifying for the World Cup in Asia, for example, the bottom 16 teams in the continent (according to the FIFA rankings) are sorted into a knockout round involving eight ties where the winners of each progress to the next round. The second round then incorporates the next 22 teams as well as the previous winners and they contest another knockout round before the winners are put into five groups of 4 with the top five ranked Asian teams. The top 2 from each group then go into two more groups of 5 where the top 2 automatically qualify for the World Cup and the third-placed teams play-off against each other before the winner of that then takes part in an intercontinental play-off against the fifth-placed team from South America.
Although that paragraph was quite long-winded, the essential of it is that the qualification process starts with competitive games between the ‘worst’ teams. As a result, these more equal teams get the opportunity to play competitive games against those of a similar standard, giving them a chance of victory, whilst the bigger teams get to play more competitive games that will prepare them more for the test of the World Cup. It would make so much sense to do this in Europe – get San Marino, Liechtenstein, Andorra etc. to play against each other in qualification before moving on to the next load such as Lithuania and Latvia before moving onto the ‘big boys.’
Although drubbings against such teams are quite fun to some fans, especially those with fantasy international teams, for the majority they are pointless games. Let’s help not just our own team but also those who are suffering as a result of this out-dated, ego-centered system and give the poorer teams a chance of actually scoring goals and winning games. I do hope Gibraltar prove me wrong though!
On a final note… COME ON YOU POMS!!
On Sunday, Sebastian Vettel wrote a new chapter in history as he emerged victorious from a rather confusing Indian Grand Prix to wrap up the 2013 Formula 1 World Driver’s Championship. It was the fourth time such an achievement had happened, moving him ahead of greats such as Jack Brabham, Niki Lauda, Ayrton Senna, Nelson Piquet and Jackie Stewart (all of whom only won 3 each) and alongside with Alain Prost. Only Juan Manuel Fangio (5) and Michael Schumacher (7) have won more titles. As well as this, Vettel is now the youngest ever four-time champion, the only the third driver to win four consecutive titles and the first to win his first four titles without another person winning in between. In shortened terms, Vettel is one extraordinary driver; but is he the best ever?
I think I can already answer this in very simple terms – it’s impossible to know. F1 is an ever-changing sport, whether it be the drivers, circuits or the rules governing the construction of the cars. In fact, it was only this year that I can remember where there haven’t been drastic rule changes from the previous season. However, the teams have had to cope with the whole Pirelli tyre fiasco so I suppose you could say that things have changed from last year – at the start of the season, in particular, teams had to be extremely careful with tyre management. In the seven races since Pirelli changed their construction back to the 2012 style, Vettel has only been beaten once and that was at Hungary, meaning he has won six races on the trot. Coincidence? I think not. Although Vettel only won five GPs last season (four of which came in succession during the latter stage of the season) he was the most consistent driver, regularly picking up podiums or strong points finishes. If it wasn’t for untimely retirements at both the European and Italian GPs (both of which he would have comfortably won) Vettel would have wrapped up the championship long before the final race in Brazil.
Although Vettel had already won four races by the time the change came in, I think it is without doubt that he has come into his own since the change. Some say this could just be because he is always stronger in the second half of the season as he prefers the tracks (just look at any of his previous seasons in F1 and you will see a strong correlation) but I don’t think you can argue that the tyre change has had something to do with it. The recent Indian Grand Prix proved that – with team-mate Mark Webber starting on the medium compound tyres (which degraded at a much lower rate than the softs that Vettel started on) many clever computer programmes all predicted that the Aussie would win by a margin of 4-5 seconds despite the fact that it was Vettel who started on pole. Although Webber retired from the race, he would have been nowhere near his team-mate come the end of the race. Vettel was in a class of his own the whole weekend (and indeed the other 5 races previously) and managed his tyres perfectly; there was never any doubt that he could utilise the strategy perfectly whilst still having plenty more speed left in reserve should it be needed.
It hasn’t always been this easy for the German though. Although he may have become the youngest ever test driver during 2006 and scored a point on his F1 debut with Sauber in 2007, making him the youngest ever points scorer in F1, Vettel’s early career was dogged by flashes of impetulance and selfishness. The first instance came when he was driving for Toro Rosso at the end of the 2007 season and crashed into Mark Webber behind the safety car, taking both drivers out of the race and costing himself a possible podium. He then started the 2008 season with four retirements (3 of which were as the result of crashes) and, aside from a wonderful 5th position at Monaco, really struggled to live up to the potential he so clearly had. However, a change in chassis from STR led to a change in form for their German driver as he finished the season extremely strongly, scoring points in 7 of the 8 races and even winning the Italian GP, meaning he had broken another record by becoming the youngest ever race winner. This strong run of form led to a call up from STR’s big sister, Red Bull – this was the best move they could have possibly made.
Vettel is an extremely intelligent man, especially when it comes to racing and setting up a car. When Red Bull signed the German for the 2009 season they were in the process of radically changing the car (as everyone was) in order to fit with the new rule changes. As well as having Adrian Newey, designer of countless title-winning cars, on board, Red Bull now also had one of the smartest racers on board. Between them they managed to design a car that was extremely efficient aerodynamically and, as a result, extremely quick. Although it was a surprise at the time to see Red Bull’s sudden transformation from a side battling for one or two points each race to one of the strongest teams out there, with hindsight it is actually not that shocking at all – they had arguably the greatest ever designer and one of the quickest men in motor racing history working for them.
However, despite having a race-winning car, Vettel’s immaturity still showed as he crashed out of the first race of that season at Australia before spinning into retirement during the next race at Malaysia (although it was very wet). However, four victories and many more podiums showed what Vettel could produce when he was his absolute best and he came second in the championship standings behind Jenson Button. He got better and better in 2010, producing many strong drives to win the championship at the final race in Abu Dhabi. Unfortunately, the childishness was evident – on hearing that he had received a drive-through penalty at the Hungarian GP Vettel proceeded to throw his toys out of the pram, making some rather rude gestures as he trundled down the pitlane. This came not long after he crashed into now team-mate Webber at Turkey whilst trying to overtake him for the lead, forcing himself into retirement, before making a sign that he thought the Aussie was… Well, not right in the head shall we say!
I think, though, that the securing of this first title really made Vettel grow up. His dominance in 2011 was Schumacher-esque, whilst the drives he produced when he really needed them in 2012 (coming from the back of the grid to 3rd in Abu Dhabi and surviving a first-lap spin in Brazil to recover to 6th and win the title) were the mark of a man, not a boy. Things have been much the same this year, aside from the extremely selfish display at Malaysia when he ignored team orders and passed Webber to take victory. His performances to the press are much more mature and when things aren’t going his way, instead of moaning, he keeps his emotions to himself and tries to think of a way around it.
This blog may seem to some that I absolutely love Vettel and, therefore, that I am a glory hunter. This couldn’t been further from the truth – I am not a Vettel fan at all (I think he is very arrogant and self-centred) and I especially dislike the way that he seems to be favoured by certain members of the Red Bull team, but I can’t help but admire what he has done over the last few years. Could he be the greatest ever? If Fernando Alonso, Lewis Hamilton, Nico Rosberg etc. get their wishes then no, but if things don’t change much then I can’t see any reason why he can’t surpass even Schumacher’s records.
When you think of cheerleading (I know most of you don’t but just pretend you do) I’m sure that a large majority of the population will imagine scandily-clad women, pom poms and silly chants. It doesn’t seem like a real sport does it? This stereotype has largely come about through the medium of TV and film, whether it be Blockbuster hits or major sporting events such the IPL and the SuperBowl, who reinforce this image by showing scores of young women doing just this.
Having just started university, my ‘Frep’ (freshers rep) managed to persuade a couple of male friends and myself to go along to the first college cheerleading session of the academic year. We all turned up not quite knowing what to expect as we guessed that what had been portrayed to us over the years was inaccurate and quite sexist. Little did we know, however, just how much fun it was going to be.
Some of you at this moment may be thinking ‘well these guys are clearly a homosexual (or possibly something stronger),’ whilst others may be thinking that we are just perverts who enjoy it because there are lots of girls there. I have to tell you that for all of us that is an absolute load of rubbish – it is, genuinely, a load of fun and so far we have done none of the cliched ‘give us a W…’ After a short warm-up in which I realised that, in spite of my hypermobility, my flexibility is nothing in comparison to some of the girls, we were quickly introduced to one of the most ‘basic’ stunts. The five leaders then proceeded to get into a very strange-looking formation and all of a sudden one of the girls was being held up in the air, arms aloft and with a huge grin on her face. As soon as I was shown that, my scepticism quickly turned into excitement at the thought of four people forming a platform for me to finally feel tall on!
That feeling was short-lived however as it soon transpired that I was far too heavy for a ‘flyer.’ But my disappointment didn’t last long as I was told that I would make a good ‘back’ – having asked whether any thinking was required, I was informed (to my delight) that all I would have to do was keep count and lift the flyer. As the groups were sorted it also transpired that I am actually too short to be a real back but, fortunately, there were a group of girls smaller than me. We then proceeded to try a ‘smush’ (which is where you get the flyer into a kneeling position off the floor) before going for the full ‘prep,’ where the flyer is fully extended. Although the leaders made it look easy, I can tell you now that even the simplest of stunts is tricky to get the hang of! Being a back isn’t too bad as I can lift the flyer from the waist but being a side must be a nightmare as they have to catch and lift the flyer by his/her feet! Needless to say there were some sore wrists and hands after!
When we’d managed to sort-of complete a ‘prep’ we then moved onto another move (the name of which I’ve forgotten) where the flyer put their hands on the shoulder of the back before the rest of the team lift them up so they are completely horizontal in mid-air. This was then proceeded by the ‘straddle,’ which involves lifting the smallest member of the team up into the air in… Well, a straddle position! Although it may sound straightforward, it is a real challenge and has given me a huge new-found respect for ‘real’ cheerleaders around the world. I can’t wait to try some of the other stunts and tumbling over the next few weeks and, at some point, put a full routine together.
It still may not be clear to you as readers though that cheerleading is even a sport. I believe that it definitely is – it requires a huge physical effort and is a competitive activity which is organised National Governing Body, The International Cheer Union (ICU) in regards to international competitons, whilst the British Cheerleading Association (BCA) runs national events. These include regional championships, the National Universities competition and the National Championships themselves. There are also many disciplines for each championship, including senior and junior events, different categories of music which they perform to (jazz, hip hop etc.), stunt groups for mixed and all-female groups and others. Rather than just being a leisure activity for women, cheerleading is a highly organised and fiercely competitive activity, not just in this country, but globally. At last year’s World Cheerleading Championships there were 12 different categories, yet it was a surprise to see that the US had 7 entrants, with Mexico entering the most (11). However, of the events they participated in, the USA won 5 of them, with only Canada winning more than 1 event. It was nice to see Scotland won the Team Cheer Freestyle Doubles, while only Northern Ireland didn’t participate from the countries in and around Britain.
What are the benefits of cheer then? Well, for starters, there is a huge emphasis on flexibility so even if you aren’t particularly bendy before you start it is almost guaranteed that you will be after. For backs and sides there will also be a huge increase in strength of both your upper body and legs as you are having to lift people up whilst taking their full weight. The flyer will also improve their core strength and balance as they have to be very stable whilst in the air and everyone’s coordination and timing skills will improve. Whilst it may not improve things like cardiovascular and respiratory endurance and efficiency, the other benefits more than make up for this.
To sum up, cheerleading is brilliant – give it a go!

Last week, Zimbabwe’s national cricket team gave the country blighted by political corruption and severe droughts something to smile about for the first time in a long while. They won their first Test match (excluding victories over Bangladesh) for 12 years, drawing the series with Pakistan 1-1 in the process. It hasn’t, however, always been doom and gloom for the southern African country.
As a nation, Zimbabwe has only been known by its current name since 1980. On the 18th April that year the former British colony finally regained independence after 15 years of war against the Brits as well as each other. In the end it was Robert Mugabe’s Zimbabwe African National Union (ZANU) party who formed the first Zimbabwean government. Although not everyone was elated with the result, the national women’s hockey team were clearly inspired at the 1980 Moscow Olympics as they created one of the greatest stories in Olympic history, although it is one that is rarely heard of.
They weren’t told they could field a team for the first women’s competition at the Games until 35 days before the opening ceremony and didn’t even select a team until the weekend before. The team then flew over in a plane normally used for transporting meat, meaning there were no seats. The women had to strap themselves to the floor in a sitting position – imagine how scary that must have been! What’s more, none of the players had ever experienced artificial pitches, having played on grass at home and in South Africa (where they often trained) so didn’t have the correct shoes until they rushed out to buy some when they arrived in Moscow. They only played a handful of warm-up matches against local Soviet clubs due to the limited time and banning of sporting contact with South Africa earlier that year, before opening the tournament on the 25th July.
Their campaign started against Poland, not a team many expected to obtain a medal but, being associated with the USSR, many still expected them to win the match. But this group of women defied the odds, smashing the Polish 4-0. Despite this start, though, very few people expected another win, yet alone a medal – they still had games against the tournament favourites in the USSR and one of the greatest hockey nations of all-time in India. However, a 2-2 draw with Czechoslovakia followed before they stunned the world by beating the Soviets 2-0 at their home Games. Now everyone was sitting up and paying attention and, after a 1-1 draw with India, they found themselves needing to beat Austria (who had just been thumped by the Czechs) in order to win Olympic gold. And they didn’t just beat them, they annihalted their European counterparts, taking them apart in a 4-1 victory that secured the country’s first gold medal. This bunch of mis-fits from a country that had only just been recognised as independent had just beaten some of the greatest hockey teams of all time to secure the first women’s field hockey medal. Despite the boycott that meant the likes of the USA were missing, this has to be one of the greatest sporting feats of all time and I can’t believe it hasn’t been made into a film!
Their victory, however, also showed the first signs of the problems that were to come for the country. After they won the medal, Mugabe’s wife promised each player an ox as a prize but, at a ceremony hosted by Mrs Mugabe after they returned home, she presented each player with a packet of frozen meat. Although seen as quite funny by the women at the time, this seemingly innocuous event would prove to be a foresight for the terrible way the Mugabes would run the country.
As the economy has plundered under the dictatorial regime, Zimbabwean sport has never really taken off as it promised after this event. No hockey team from the country has ever taken part at an Olympics since, whilst the country has sent under 20 individuals (excluding 1988) to every Games since after having 42 at Moscow. It could be argued that this is because of the boycott that meant 65 countries didn’t appear in 1980, but looking at the stats the numbers representing the country has decreased nearly every year – they only took 7 to London 2012.
One of these competitors, however, was Kirsty Coventry. She was the only swimmer representing the country, competing in three different races. However, unlike most of the swimmers that come from Africa who aren’t South African, she is not one who will finish last in her heat. She is, in fact, a 7-time Olympic medallist. Having grown-up and trained largely in her home country, Coventry first showed her potential in 2000 by becoming the first Zimbabwean swimmer to reach an Olympic semi-final. 4 years later, after some hugely impressive performances for her university squad in America, Coventry won the country’s first medal in 24 years as she picked up gold in the 200m backstroke. This was followed up by a silver in the 200m individual medley and bronze in the 400m individual medley. She then regained her gold medal in the 200m backstroke and silver in the shorter medley as well as improving her 400m individual medley result to silver and claiming another second place in the 100m backstroke. This, combined with 1 Commonwealth gold, 8 World Championship Medals (3 gold, 5 silver), 18 All-Africa Games Medals (11 gold, 7 silver) and a multitude of African, Commonwealth, Olympic and World Records, makes her the greatest sportswomen in the country’s history. Her feats even led to Mugabe himself calling her a ‘golden girl’ and giving her $100,000 US after the Beijing Games. She couldn’t repeat her form at London 2012, though, as, at the age of 29, she just couldn’t keep up with other competitors up to 14 years younger than her.
This is where the national cricket team, however, have taken over. Their victory over Pakistan was their first over a major nation since they beat India in 2001 and has got their people smiling again. Zimbabwean cricket hasn’t been all bad though – in the 1990s they had some of the finest players in the world. This included the Flower brothers Andy (who scored nearly 5000 runs at an average of over 50 and is now England’s coach) and Grant (one of the finest all-rounders of all time), Murray Goodwin (who is still scoring shed-loads of runs in English country cricket) and Heath Streak, a fine bowler who took 216 wickets at 28.14, giving him a lower average than James Anderson, Stuart Broad and Graeme Swann. Despite being introduced to the Test arena in 1992, it took another three years for this fine crop to finally win their first Test. This came at the start of the 1995 series against Pakistan, with both Flowers making big hundreds (Grant made 201 not out, Andy 156) alongside Guy Whittall in a total of 544/4 declared against a strong attack that included the great Wasim Akram. Streak then took 6-90 to dismiss their Asian opposition for 322 before picking up another 3 as Pakistan were rolled over for 158 following on to lose by an innings and 64 runs.
This was to prove a one-off, though, as the team would then lose the series and would not win another Test until 1998. This victory can be seen to be even more special, however, as it came against an Indian side including the Sachin Tendulkar, Rahul Dravid and Mohammad Azharrudin, all greats of the game. This gave them their first Test series victory and this was followed up just a few months later with another series victory away in Pakistan. After 6 years, it seemed that Zimbabwean cricket was finally flourishing but, as with all other sports in the country, it saw a sharp decline from the late 1990s onwards as the country descended into chaos. Mugabe’s regime became ever more hedonistic, seemingly ignoring the crippling affect their economy structure was having on the country, whilst diseases and viruses such as HIV spread alarmingly quickly. This, coupled with the severe droughts that all but finished the agricultural industry (which gave the country a large percentage of its income via exportation of the goods), meant that there was no money to be invested in sport and those who could still compete really struggled. The victory against India in the early 2000s was a huge surprise but there was not to be another significant Test victory until just last week.
Things got worse and worse for the side as, in 2003, the England cricket team forfeited their World Cup match against their former colony due to safety fears. This led to Andy Flower and bowler Henry Olonga to wear black armbands, representing how they felt democracy had died in their once beloved country. Streak was appointed captain but was forced out of his position in 2004 as the Mugabe-run Zimbabwe Cricket Board tried to eliminate white players from the side. This descended into chaos and, in 2005, Zimbabwe were banned from Test cricket due to the internal crisis. They were re-instated in 2011 and, despite the fact they have lost their fine crop from the 1990s, they played some competitive games against New Zealand, West Indies and Bangladesh before their most recent series.
After nearly two decades of unbelievable struggle, it seems as though Zimbabwe is finally sorting itself out. The human rights crisis seems to be solved and it seems the country is slowly restoring itself to its former glories. Hopefully, in the years to come, the likes of Kirsty Coventry and Andy Flower will no longer be rarities but regularities and create another major sporting force. I will leave you with one of the greatest sledges of all time, which came from a little-known Zimbabwean:
Glenn McGrath (Aussie fast bowling legend):
– ‘Why are you so fat?!’
Eddo Brandes (Zimbabwean medium-pacer, former chicken farmer):
– ‘Because every time I make love to your wife she gives me a biscuit’
Now it’s time for part 2 of my review of the 2013 Ashes series. Today it’s the turn of the Australians and I think it’s fair to say that their ratings don’t match the 3-0 scoreline.
Australia – 6/10
Chris Rogers (Runs – 367; Average – 40.77; HS – 110; 50s – 2; 100s – 1) – 8/10
Shane Watson (Runs – 418; Average – 41.8; HS – 176; 50s – 1; 100s -1; Wickets – 2; Average – 89.5) – 7/10
Ed Cowan (Runs – 14; Average – 7; HS – 14) – 2/10
Michael Clarke (Runs – 381; Average – 47.62; HS – 187; 50s – 1; 100s – 1) – 7/10
Phil Hughes (Runs – 83; Average – 27.6; HS – 81*; 50s – 1) – 5/10
Steve Smith (Runs – 345; Average – 38.33; HS – 138*; 50s – 2; 100s – 1; Wickets – 4; Average – 28.5) – 8/10
Brad Haddin (Runs – 206; Average – 22.88; HS – 71; Catches – 29) – 5/10
Mitchell Starc (Runs – 104; Average – 26; HS – 66*; 50s – 1; Wickets – 11; Average – 32.45) – 6/10
James Pattinson (Runs – 72; Average – 36; HS – 35; Wickets – 7; Average – 43.85) – 4/10
Peter Siddle (Wickets – 17; Average – 31.58; 5wh – 1) – 7/10
Ashton Agar (Runs – 130; Average – 32.5; HS – 98; 50s – 1; Wickets – 2; Average – 124) – 4/10
Usman Khawaja (Runs – 114; Average – 19; HS – 54; 50s – 1) – 3/10
Ryan Harris (Wickets – 24; Average – 19.58; 5wh – 2) – 9/10
David Warner (Runs – 138; Average – 23; HS – 71; 50s – 1; Punches attempted – 1; Punches connected – Unsure) – 5/10
Nathan Lyon (Wickets – 9; Average – 33.66) – 6/10
Jackson Bird (Wickets – 2; Average – 62.5) – 3/10
James Faulkner (Runs – 45; Average – 22.5; HS – 23; Wickets – 6; Average – 16.33) – 7/10