Who's your Daddy?

All the hype, hoopla, Bollywood star tantrums, cleavage oh and cricket too from the IPL almost distracted me and made me miss the start of the Frank Worrell trophy in Kingston. I said almost. I am glad my cricket intuition didn't desert me: like a homing bird I switched to the start of the match in the Caribbean, saw Katich struggle, rolled my eyes at impending doom for the Windies when that street fighter walked in at No. 3 and left at the end asking the question "who's your daddy....?"

RT Ponting got his 100 of 127 balls and went to get 158 as Australia pounded 301 runs on Day 1. He is now at 35 hundreds...4 behind many people's all time great. No prizes for guessing who that is. For one reason or another which I have to date not been able to articulate I have been fascinated by successive Australian players: Damien Martyn, the Waugh twins, Allan Border, Mark Taylor and more recently RT Ponting. The common touch has been their ability to always deliver when the chips are down. Out of all these that I mentioned, none could however match RTP for his ability to completely dominate and crush the opposition. Only one other man continues to do that in world cricket today and he wears a blue jersey with no. 10.

If this is the trend, I think RTP will soon overtake no. 10 for test 100's...having said that I have eaten humble pie too many times before so I'll just sit back and enjoy the cricket.