Bangladesh 427. Australia 50/3 (14.4 ov) Australia RR 3.40 at Tea.
Australia trail by 377 runs with 7 wickets remaining in the 1st innings.
Yeah, look, I know that I've nothing to contribute to the final outcome of this particular experiment, seeing as I'm weighed down by naturally acquired fondness for cheese, a sense of shaping my pectoralis major muscles that's geared in the negative and an overwhelming thumbs-up for taste-testing locally made sake, but can someone please throw out someone with pads capable of withstanding this Bangladeshi bowling assault?
Honestly, is it too much to ask? Well, is it? Haydos is resting for the second dig assault thanks to a...Umm... brain explosion?; Ponters is doing the same thanks to a...Umm...brain explosion, while formulating crafty explanations for the post day's session with the journo-type lads (and changing room invading lasses; heads up etc.) and Marto is resting up thanks to a...Umm...brain explosion with a word to the journo lads (and locker invading lasses) in three-months' time, when, as per normal, he'll cement his place in the side with yet another hard-fought innings constituationising* 327 balls for a masterfully crafted 102 out, caught in the slips off a rash stroke.
First day back and all, but I'm still of the opinion that the line, What the fuck am I doing here? is the predominant reason for my presence in the present.
Hello? Is this thing on?
UPDATE: Bangladesh 427. Australia 145/6 (52.0 ov). Australia trail by 282 runs with 4 wickets remaining in the 1st innings. Australia RR 2.78. Stumps on day 2.
Not much has changed, considering Aussie wickets have tumbled at a steady rate. All recognised batsmen apart from Freddy Botham Gilchrist are pissing in the communal showers, although dingus Lee remains at the crease with Freddy BG. Trailing Bangladesh by 282 runs wouldn't have been part of the script at the start of the day. Even a miraculous double (en)tonne(dre) by FBG could be thwarted by four more senseless strokes.
Mumbling to self without much conviction that everything's gonna be just fine if Australia can somehow salvage a draw.
* Bullshit jargon that only the die hard will understand. I'm not one, so I don't.