Friends and fellow cricket lovers will know how much I hate the Australian cricket team. I mean, I love their aggressive play and I love watching Warne and McGrath and Haydos as much as anyone, in full flow, and I truly believed they revolutionized the game from the 90s on (and by game, I mean Test Cricket, not the French Fry version).
Too bad, they seem to be hell bent on undoing everything that they and their predecessors stood for. Of course, it all started with Mr Red Rags Steve Waugh (Aww, now, did I hurt sentiments and all of people who are his loyal fans and all?) and now Ricky Ponting. Now don't get me wrong again. I admire Ricky. He's an incredible batsman and going by current form, I tip him to overtake Sachin's centuries and runs records, as did Lara himself. And I also believe that all this crap about sledging should be left on the field, as the Australians insist they do on so many occasions. This is why I still admire them ol' bowlers.
Of course, then you have Ricky Ponting, who has the balls (pun definitely intended) to claim a grounded catch, to appeal like a maniac (of course, the Indians did that too and got fined in South Africa, but then, we're brown, right, match ref?) and get even Australian papers to condemn the team and have former greats monicker the team 'crybaby's. How apt. Exemplified by that drunken typhoon Andrew Symonds.
But as much as we all love to hate Australia, we just have to love Adam Gilchirst. A favourite with the crowds wherever he goes, an amazing ambassador for the game, played in the true spirit, walked when he knew he was out... Adam Craig Gilchrist was almost an antithesis to the Australian cricket team. Everyone loves Gilly. I mean, there are more than 35000 INDIAN fans on INDIAN fan clubs for Gilly on Orkut. So why, oh why, Adam, did you have to say what you said against Sachin? Bad sportsman because he refused a handshake? It's not like your team is absolved of every crime in history. Surely, refusing a handshake is not as great a crime as forcing a brother to bowl an underarm delivery (and to think they made the guy the coach! Ugh!) or instructing the umpire that catches had been taken (it's another matter that the umpire in question probably had as much brains as dead cactii...).
Like a poster on Orkut said... If being 'selfish' results in 30000 international runs... :P
It's painful to read through comments on that news report that claim Gilly performed a marketing stunt, yet, it was heartwarming to see some more Australia-bashing. This is not a case of wanting to see a Goliath fall. We all love to see an Australia in full flow. Yes, we do! I have tons of videos of the Aussies in my YouTube collection, and was the happiest guy in Malluland when Hayden broke Lara's record. But then, it's the arrogance, the utter lack of respect for opponents, and the sheer mental-effall-disintegration that makes the rest of the world look at Australia like they are popmous, beer-sucking morons. And over the last two years, under the able leadership of Ricky Ponting, Australia have been able to show that. The most hated cricket team in the world. How else do you explain Indians and West Indians crying in joy when South Africa beat you in the greatest one-dayer of all time?
Now with the last hope gone, the Australians well and truly retain their place as our most hated cricket team. We look forward to seeing them lose the post they occupied, which, by the way, was given to them by Allan Border and Mark Taylor.
One thing I love about the Australian team, they always give me something to blog about.
EDIT: A brilliant open letter by Anil Dharker questions Gilchrist on his double standards - on one hand you say play hard and leave it all on the field (abuse them like crazy, and then chill for a beer afterwards). And right after that, rake up issues - like Monkeygate, and now this in his autobiography. And let's not forget, Kumble graciously offered his own hand to the Aussies after the Sydney fiasco. Not a single Australian was ready to shake.
The Australians have been the instigators of the worst acts in cricket in the last decade. Merv Hughes was nothing but an overrated, fat, beer-guzzling slob. Steve Waugh used his 'charity' and other sentimental bull to hide his ruthlessness. Ponting may be a great batsman, but is an out-and-out cheat. McGrath spits on batsmen. Sledging is one thing, asking people who their wives are sleeping with (when news leaked that Graham Thorpe's wife was having an affair) is totally below the belt. Using press conferences for 'mental disintegration'.
Listen, you pieces of shit. Noone likes you or your f**d up team anymore. Yes, thank you for showing us that we can score runs at 4 per over in Test cricket. Had you left it at that, had Warne and McGrath just shut their f**kin' traps and concentrated on bowling, the rest of the world would actually like Australia.
Like a friend said, "You can take an Australian out of Australia, but you can't take Australia out of an Australian." Adam Craig Gilchrist, once considered to be a needle in a haystack, has indeed shown his true colours. I wouldn't have imagined, a week back, that I would be writing a vituperative blogpost about a cricketer who I would not have thought twice before putting him on my world True Sportsmen XI.
Why don't we all just buy the loser's autobiography to make him happy? And not off the sidewalk, please.