If, as the Libertines sang, there is no more distressing sight than an Englishman in a baseball cap then surely there is no sadder image than an Australian seamer operating with the wicketkeeper up to the stumps on the second day of a home Test.
But don’t blame Mitchell Marsh. Sure, he’s far from hitting the speed gun’s high notes since his return from shoulder surgery – but this is the story of the placid Melbourne pitch. In all the enthusiasm about the best-attended and most anticipated fixture on the calendar, the 22 yards that matter most don’t get anywhere near the scrutiny of other venues around the country.
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