Good morning, afternoon, evening everyone,
Wherever you land in the Ashes division, yesterday was nothing short of visceral. A day of explosion and drama, unevenly distributed. After rolling England 147 on a green with clouds overhead, it seems like much of Australia already feels a beating in sight. Of course, that’s how we do things here, building and then harnessing the momentum of the wave, lightly tailored, fueling the stereotype of a snarling Australian unit manhandling a weak England team at a dangerous Gabba wicket. Suddenly, Anderson and Broad’s omission is combined with a poor hitting display, all endemic to a “wheels off” touring party. And so on.
All of this before England had a chance to go bowling. Ultimately Australia surely took advantage of some favorable conditions yesterday and England will have their chance today. The series is essentially two sessions old, and chest-out Aussies are only a problem or two away from trouble. All eyes will be on Woakes and Robinson, the favorite sewing metronomes that will be counted on to match the unerring lines, lengths and angles of Cummins and Starc. Despite all the noise and pomp of yesterday, it was the ruthlessness of the boss and the old vice that did the damage. If Woakes and Robinson can do something similar, with sacks on hold, England will fight their way back. Australia will undoubtedly be brighter and bolder with the bat, so margins already feel small.
I haven’t done this round in a while, so be gentle. I’d love to hear your thoughts, contributions, and threats at [email protected], or on the Twitter machine. @sjjperry.
When I go to get news about the weather, it seems… sunny.
George is Digismak’s reported cum editor with 13 years of experience in Journalism