Well, generally speaking, not very much, in my opinion, except when it comes to Ashes cricket in Australia, at which we s*ck, as the Yanks say.
Now there are enough published pundits to explain why the management and players fall short of acceptable, so I won’t add to their wise post mortems. Because I don’t blame them – or Monsewer E. Macron for that matter(though he may excel at French cricket) – or even Stephen Fry – no, I blame the lonely* Geoffrey Boycott, self-confessed the greatest Yorkshire cricketer ever to deserve a knighthood. He manages single-handedly to destroy the self-esteem of England players whenever the Beeb gives him airtime. His performances on TMS compare only with Fred Trueman’s for self-importance.
So banish Boycott and allow the natural modesty of real cricket heroes to entertain us.
*quote by Mike Brearley, psychologist and England captain, in 1979.
PS that Smith fella ain’t a bad batter though.