I long for the metronomic precision of Glenn McGrath. I long for the explosive arrogance of Matt Hayden. I long for the amazing wizardry of Shane Warne. I long for the sheer steel of Steve Waugh. And I long for the brilliance of the gentleman assassin Adam Gilchrist. But most of all I long for the winning attitude of the dominant Aussie cricket team. Just like I long for the mighty Viv Richards, and Gordon Greenidge, and the ferocious West Indies fast bowlers from the seventies and eighties.
One may rejoice in the decline of the great teams and the resulting parity in world cricket, but the cricket world is much poorer without them. These once-in-a-generation teams set the standards that others hope to reach, and they bring in innovations that change how the game is played. Watching the first Ashes Test over the last 5 days, it was sad to see the Aussies struggle to win key moments in the match. Other than the Laxman-Dravid classic, I can't remember an Aussie Test match bowling attack getting systematically ground into the dust, the way Strauss, Cook, and Trott did yesterday. Certainly never in Australian conditions.