I’m not sure why I assumed that the Edgbaston test would be cancelled for tomorrow, but I did.
I thought two nights of rioting in the same city that a test match is scheduled for would be enough to cancel the test.
I was wrong.
According to the press release sent from the ECB on behalf of the Edgbaston Cricket Ground:
“E-mail from Inspector Howard Lewis Jones – Match Commander Edgbaston Cricket Ground
A lot of planning and preparation has gone into this event. We have worked very closely with the Club and police resources have been set accordingly.
The Test Match will not take away resources from policing the wider Birmingham area.
West Midlands police recognise the importance of this event and the spectators will be looking forward to this match.”
A lot of planning has gone into lots of events, but does a cricket game have to go ahead just because people are looking forward to it.
Cricket’s great, you and I like it, but you know, riots are a bit nuts, and they can get out of hand quickly.
I mean it is a riot, I know, I’ve seen a dude boarding up his pub and guys travelling around with bandanas.
Sure, it’s a largely non-violent – unless you happen to be a police officer – riot, but after two nights of any kid of riot, even a fun one that was designed to get more soft serve ice cream into the city centre, you’d think the test would be cancelled.
Plus, riots are generally a bit unpredictable.
But the cricket will carry on.
Because cricket carries on, in England.
I’m not sure if that is a good thing or not, but if these riots were in the subbie, South Africa or the West Indies, I think if their boards released a presser saying that people were looking forward to the game so it will still go on, people might think that was a bit stupid, the ICC might poke their head around, and perhaps the other team might want to leave.
That doesn’t seem to have happened, yet.
So this is either a brilliant triumph of cricket overcoming angry thugs or a fairly stupid attempt to pretend that a cricket game matters to a city while it struggles to contain it’s violence on the streets.
Or, fuck who really knows, but I’ve got to go now as I have to get up really early in the morning and catch a train to Brum.