Skip to main content


A sighed aside

By Asides, black caps

Tonight marks the first night off I have had in quite a while. No Downstage, no study, no films to watch. I got home fully intend­ing to switch on the tv and watch the crick­et from Bangladesh, only to dis­cov­er that my Sky has been cut off – it’s that long since I switched it on. I only keep Sky for the irreg­u­lar West Ham games (only two so far this sea­son) and the crick­et and have to won­der if it’s worth it.

Well, obvi­ously it isn’t worth it and yet, I’ll be in to Sky tomor­row morn­ing to pay the bill.

So tonight I will be updat­ing the blog with last week’s film reviews, updat­ing the Academy web site for the new week’s ses­sions, and updat­ing the Voice Arts Trust web site with their first podcast.

Not much of a night off then, after all.

New Black Caps uniform - what the f-?

By black caps, Cricket, Sport

It’s almost as if New Zealand Cricket want to make it hard to sup­port the Black Caps. What with sud­den, unex­pec­ted retire­ments and the loss of the Boxing Day Test, they now give us this fiasco:

Scotty Styris models the new Black Caps uniform despite the fact he probably wont get a game this summer.

Scotty Styris mod­els the new Black Caps uni­form des­pite the fact he prob­ably won’t get a game this summer.

[Hat tip to Hadyn at Public Address for the heads up and Richard Irvine at Sport Review for the pic] 

Paul Ince, Tactical Genius

By Football, Hammers, Sport

Paul Ince - Tactical Genius

Close-up of Blackburn man­ager Paul Ince’s note­book dur­ing the 4–1 defeat against West Ham on Sunday morn­ing. Spotted by oofuss (Terry O’Connor) from the West Ham mail­ing list I’m on. Click to enlarge.

It's the same wherever you go

By all blacks, Asides, Literature, Sport

It’s the same wherever you go – that des­per­ate search for a pub when the All Blacks are play­ing. Even if you are Archbishop Desmond Tutu:

We meet the irre­press­ible Anglican arch­bish­op and Nobel Prize win­ner Desmond Tutu, stran­ded in San Francisco and look­ing for a bar that might broad­cast the rugby game … (the 1995 World Cup Final)

[John Carlin’s new book, “Playing the Enemy”, reviewed in the New York Times]

Hey, I made it in to the Dom-Post

By Cricket, NZ

Well, the web site any­way (Hamish McDouall’s crick­et blog to be precise):

Here is my friend Dan, seeth­ing with vol­can­ic energy, about the Napier test:

I’m still furi­ous about Sunday afternoon’s col­lapse, not because it was so unne­ces­sary (and not because I’d just texted a friend say­ing lit­er­ally “we won’t bat again in this game”) but because the day before a 19-year-old had bowled his heart out, and us in to a win­ning pos­i­tion, and the seni­or play­ers – the guys he should be look­ing up to and learn­ing from – showed him that he needn’t have bothered. They demon­strated once again that mediocrity and a “near enough is good enough” atti­tude will get you in this team and keep you there and that no amount of drive, com­mit­ment, tal­ent and spunk will prompt your team­mates to raise their game.

Imagine if Southee had joined the Australian team – every­one around him would be driv­ing him to get bet­ter and achieve more. For the Black Caps he’s already good enough to be picked for as long as he wants.

Where’s the motiv­a­tion going to come from? If McCullum’s out on Sunday is any­thing to go by it won’t be from the vice-captain. But then I’ve nev­er for­giv­en him for this: McCullum c Silva b Muralitharan 0(1)”

Now that’s writ­ing that bristles with so much fis­sion it could power Donetsk or oth­er indus­tri­al East European conurbations.

Cheers, Hamish.