Fuck the DRS

Stuart Broad edged to first slip. Not out. Brad Haddin feathered to the keeper. Not out. One apiece you would think.

To be clear, I have absolutely no problem with a player not walking. In Year 12 I nicked one to first slip, stood my ground and was given not out. The next ball I let everyone around me know I had smashed it, and told the umpire I couldn’t believe he had missed it. I went on to make a match winning score in our only win of the season but a week later I smashed one onto my pads and was given out by the same umpire. Swings and roundabouts as they say.

For over100 years Test match cricket has functioned perfectly fine on the premise that umpires umpire and players play. Quite simply that’s how it should be.

England can point to the dismissal of Jonathon Trott as the evener for Stuart Broad’s howler but Phillip Hughes 51% of the ball pitching in line with leg stump was just as contentious as Trott’s.

At the end of the day this has been one of the best Test matches of my lifetime, without a doubt top three, and the focus of this article is the Decision Review System.

I guess its well played to England. They won the Test match by using their reviews better than the other team. Because after all that’s what cricket is all about isn’t it?

Call me a whinger if you like but I hate the DRS. Always have and always will. We were better off without it when Dar’s Broad clanger would have paid for itself with another chance for Brad Haddin at the death. The result might not have changed but at least we would have poetic justice.

The best news about it all is that the cricket is back on Thursday. Strap yourself in!!