26.9.20 Women's Cricket On BBC2

What a painful afternoon it was, watching the cricket on BBC2, England v West Indies.  However, far more of a challenge than watching the game was the absolutely nauseating commentary, provided by nattering twats.

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Cricket commentary has forever been an important element of the game, and the 'understated' approach has always been expected.  Sadly the T20 game I have just witnessed has abandoned any sense of that - and I have had to endure the ramblings and inane shite spouted by Isa Guha.  The quality of the commentary was of marginal interest at most, but the delivery, quantity and relevance of the input from her and her fellow contributors was dire.

Alex Hartley joined in, with a nasal tone that bored me to death, almost, and Jenny Gunn was hardly much better.  There were a couple of blokes whose names I cannot recall (one was Matt) who could have been dispensed with as well.  Someone at the end-of-match review called Henry interviewed Heather Knight, the England Captain, and managed to comment on England's "strength in depth".  It's good to know that pointless jargon and cliches are transferable to the women's game.  Michael Vaughan made a few 'encouraging' comments at the very end.

Isa managed to orchestrate an assault on the ears during the game, and I have decided I cannot watch more women's cricket.  The game itself was a tame affair, 'lame' you might say.  The televising of the game was some sort of landmark, and everyone was making a lot of it.  After the game, Isa was bobbing around, as though she needed a pee, and at one point turned to Alex and asked -

"How crucial is it that .....blah blah?" - she of course lost me at 'How crucial' as such a concept or quantification is ludicrous.

A final comment from me is the new word in the world of cricket - "batter".  Clearly the women cannot follow the convention of the men's game, where the ones who hit the ball are referred to as "batsmen".  The women seem to reject "batswomen" so we have now to call a woman with a wooden thing in her hand a "batter".

Nothing against women of course - I married one!  But even Mrs MWSC was squirming in her chair wishing to a non-existent God that I'd turn over to anything at all.  It's a sad day when anything on ITV Be is better than what you are watching.

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