15 November 1998
England must battle to avoid nightmare on Vulture Street
By Scyld Berry
AT ten o'clock on Friday morning in sub-tropical Brisbane, either
the burly Darrell Hair or the side-burned Sri Lankan K T Francis
will extend his left arm and take one last look around a field
full of apprehension, however well disguised. Then the 30th Ashes
series to be staged in Australia (the 60th in all), and the
ultimate test of character and technique for an England
cricketer, will begin.
While World Cup finals may have their brief excitements, nothing
in English cricket can equal a five-Test series in Australia, and
an opening match at the Gabba in particular. Since West Indies
went off the boil in the early Nineties, the Ashes have returned
to their traditional position of primacy, for England players and
supporters if not Australians.
And it is a test which England have seldom passed. Only once in
the half-century since the Second World War have they won in
Brisbane (for the five walkovers which England enjoyed in the
1978-79 series against the babes unwanted by the World Series
cannot be counted). This was when Bill Athey donned a hair shirt
on the opening day of the 1986-87 series, when England were at
their most vulnerable, and defended in the tradition of Yorkshire
opening batsmen.
This test of character can begin before an England player reaches
the Gabba, as the environment is more alien than anywhere else in
Australia. It is not just the heat, which leaves the skin glowing
if not burning at day's end. Brisbane is freeways, malls,
bunting-strewn car marts and real estate ads blaring dollar signs
halfway to Texas. Edges are sharper than in softer England; the
cantilevers of the Gabba's towering Northern Stand jut over most
of Vulture Street like ill-mannered elbows.
The more extreme climate of Queensland has bred more aggressively
masculine attitudes. Into Australian cricket this has been
translated by Allan Border, firstly during his decade as captain
of Queensland and Australia, and now as one of three national
selectors. The gospel according to the most durable of all Test
cricketers is as far removed as it could be from that of the
muscular Christians of the Victorian era who first spread the
game. It is: thou shalt aim for and achieve the mental and
physical disintegration of your opponent.
Australia's prime means to this end is the compilation of a
mountainous first-innings total, under the weight of which their
opponents are steadily buried, and not without a trace of
sadistic satisfaction. Only once in their last six years at home
have Australia been dismissed below 200 in their first innings (a
standard England opening bid in recent years, albeit on lesser
pitches), which was when Darren Gough and Angus Fraser trapped
them on a Sydney seamer; and their lowest first innings at the
Gabba in that time has been 379.
To bat for two days, sometimes after tumbling their opponents out
first, and to test their capacity to survive in the sun of
summer: this is the merciless method which has made Australia
world Test champions since West Indian cricket cooled. Not
content with their top six batsmen and Ian Healy at No 7 (the
scorer of an unbeaten 161 in his last Test against West Indies at
the Gabba), Border and his selectors may position Paul Reiffel at
No 8, "the best tail-ender in Test history" as he has been
called, to amass that crushing mountain.
The Australians have their weaknesses. Matthew Elliott, who has
sorted out his personal problems and scored three hundreds in his
four Shield innings this season, will probably be omitted to
allow lesser members of their top three a fair run. Justin Langer
is so patriotic he has a kangaroo kicking a palm tree tattooed on
an intimate part of his anatomy - and he was not even in the
Australian XI which defeated West Indies - but he does not have
the footwork and calibre of Elliott.
Stuart MacGill, the apprentice leg-spinner, can bowl a leg break
like Shane Warne, who has won the last five Gabba Tests for
Australia with his bounce, after the pitch has dried; but he has
a weaker left arm and shoulder and can lose his shape in delivery
and bowl long-hops as the master never would. The absence of
Warne, and the virtual disappearance of both Waughs as bowlers,
place even more of a load on Australia's remaining match-winner,
Glenn McGrath, who returned from Pakistan on Thursday and has no
game before the Test in which to adjust to the fuller length
which the Gabba will demand.
To set against this host, England have a solid phalanx of batsmen
and seam bowlers, men who know their own game and will polish
their swords calmly on Thursday night. But England have several
fringe players, more so than Australia, who are liable to expend
their energy in anxiety rather than the heat of battle, which is
why there can be only one winner of this series and the hosts
will retain the Ashes.
Robert Croft in particular, if he should play, will no doubt be
subjected to many a reminder from Ian Healy and Steve Waugh
(brother Mark does not relish confrontation) of his frailty when
batting in the 1997 series, in Australia's attempt to repeat his
disintegration. It makes one more reason why England are likely
to proclaim their belief in a balanced side until the morning of
the match, then opt for all seven batsmen and four seamers.
Another is that the Gabba's groundsman, Kevin Mitchell junior,
has achieved grass of good root depth, which prevents the pitch
wearing and tearing in favour of finger-spinners. But Mitchell's
cardinal aim is pace, bounce and sideways movement on the opening
day to encourage seamers and an entertaining fall of wickets, an
aim assisted by the condensation which is caused by his use of
flat sheets to cover the pitch.
It will be the sternest test of technique as well. Whereas
Australian batsmen keep their hands close to their thighs, too
many of England's can play away from their bodies and be undone
when the ball bounces, as it does here. Still, the visitors have
just an outside chance, to share the series if not win it,
especially if they are granted some luck on Friday morning.
Source :: Electronic Telegraph (https://www.telegraph.co.uk)