Congrats to all interested parties. Valid, it’s at this point just talk. How about we sit back and watch what Saturday brings. Fascinating however, right? Discussing our Dear Chief, two things stood out from his post-match meets yesterday. I’m really buckling down on my game… I’ll really buckle down. Is that actually the answer for his concerns? He generally buckles down. He’s buckled down all through this long rut of his. It’s had no effect by any stretch of the imagination. So why trust it will help now? Maybe the difficult work is really exacerbating the situation. I’m commander of my nation, indeed, it hasn’t worked out positively throughout recent months with my batting in the one-day game, yet it would feel extremely off-base to leave.

Would it. Truly? As the Nerds say in the web recording

there’s nothing noteworthy about trudging on to try not to lose face – and all the while, harming other players’ vocations. In the interim, the following are a couple of definite contemplations on the Downton Creation. Indeed, I realize we’ve previously gone over this in some profundity, yet hold on for me. He won’t ever from this point forward take inquiries regarding these matters. This was authoritatively the Last Opportunity. Here is the rub. We presently realize that Downton and the ECB won’t ever make sense of why they terminated Kevin Pietersen. We won’t ever have goal.

Furthermore, this merits some accentuation and reflection. We have wound up right back where we began. At the core of this whole undertaking wasn’t the deselection of one cricketer, however the super durable terminating of a player – critically, with no clarification. The ECB basically advised us to quiet down and continue to purchase the tickets. This was the particular reason for the indignation.

As I composed at that point and I stand by it now

We, the supporters of the Britain cricket crew, have been treated with a haughtiness and disdain to some extent which is twisted even by the principles of the English game’s order. The ECB has taken a long, slow glance at us, and afterward – purposely – tossed a can of cold pee right in front of us. Ten months of rage later, despite everything the ECB don’t give a monkey. They haven’t tuned in, they haven’t learned, they simply can’t stand our guts. The sheer self-centered egotism of Paul Downton’s position is currently more stunning than any other time in recent memory.

He remains there, oleaginous, advising us to continue on – and anticipating that we should think “anyway, all good”. “I don’t know I could have [explained] it any better”, he told Simon Mann on TMS, with blameless grandiosity. In need of a reason, Downton took cover behind the partisan windshield of work regulation, which was crazy. Pietersen himself needs ECB divulgence. At the point when Mann (who made a nice showing) asked Downton for what valid reason the ECB needed a secrecy understanding, the reaction justified itself.