When Graeme Swann was first picked for England I had reservations.
Not because I hate most finger spinners.
Or because of my boy crush on Adil Rashid.
I had seen him bowl up close and personal for Notts.
And while I could see he could bowl, I didn’t think he had the skills to make it at the next level.
Graeme, I was wrong.
You are big time.
I don’t know how you have gone from a division one stock bowler, to an international weapon, but you have.
You always had the ego, and the hair/jaw combination, but I didn’t respect the bowling side of you.
Now you are making it hard to ignore.
You may not have slaughtered India, but you did bowl well there, and 2 wickets in the first over must have made your ego inflate to Brad Hodge proportions.
Now you have a 5 wicket haul in your third test, and it was not on some big spinning pitch.
It was on a pitch with a ridge made for fast bowlers to exploit; instead you got wickets with flight.
Honest to Aliens, flight.
It was pretty.
But you are more important than bowling, you are a personality.
You have verve, and sing in a crap band for giggles.
In this world of Montybots, you truly are a Swann from mars, and cricket with balls is jumping on the bandwagon attached to that chin.
Mince it up my friend.
cricketwithballs
