Test cricket is defined by its greatest contests.

Larwood v Bradman.

Lillee v Richards.

Grace v lunch.

And now we have little Nathan v bashful Brendan.

A timidoff of epic preportions.

Fuck the lions, this is Christian v Christian.

They say the meek shall inherit the earth, and it seems Nathan and Brendan are trapped in an fierce death roll to see who is meeker.

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4 Comments

  1. poopsie  •  Dec 5, 2009 @10:35

    I always wonder whether they would get picked for their respective state teams now. Hauritz maybe, although he still has not taken a bag of wickets in an innings, and Nash maybe out of sympathy, but they could just as easily be passed over

  2. Dustbinner  •  Dec 5, 2009 @12:26

    I see you’re picking on my blessed Nathan, again :-(

    You know, I only found out the other that he’s a good catholic private school boy. He looks it, though, doesn’t he?
    Dustbinner´s last blog ..Ricky loves Shivnarine

  3. Winsome  •  Dec 5, 2009 @22:02

    I must have missed them, or were they those beige pixilated patches where a batsman and bowler should be?

  4. Leg Break  •  Dec 6, 2009 @08:18

    I thought this was going to be about the McCullum family.