Ian Bell, get out of my birdcage

There was a time when I thought instead of playing Test Cricket; Ian Bell should be oiled up, naked and playing his cover drive in a giant birdcage at parties.

That was the old Ian Bell, the nervous Ian Bell.  The Ian Bell who could play a cover drive so good Leonard Cohen would write it a song one minute, and then miss a straight ball the next that would make his mother change and consider changing her name.

The new Ian Bell is something else.  When he’s in his special happy place, the ball dances of his pretty blade like a butterfly on a beautiful spring day.  He’s almost impregnable.  Technically sound, mentally tight, and easy.  No matter who he plays against, when he’s in that magic mode, it looks like you could fire bricks, missiles or copies of 50 shades of Grey at him, and nothing would get through him.

Since 2010 he’s averaged over 60 from a guy who was dropped in 2009.

The old Ian Bell never seems too far away though.  Yapping at the heels of the improved model and occasionally biting him.

Everyone has their own theory on the run out against India at Trent Bridge. But one thing that can’t be denied was that Ian Bell had a massive lapse of concentration that caused a stupid mistake.  In the UAE for the series against Pakistan, he batted like someone threatened to burn all his video games if he made runs.  And today, well, today.

Ian Bell’s shot today should be shot behind a curtain and fed to unfussy dog.

It was disgusting to look at, it’s only redeeming feature was that Ian Bell didn’t fall over playing it.  There is no way to describe this in words and do its awfulness justice.

If Simon Katich, Phil Hughes or Shiv Chanderpaul had played this shot it would have been awful looking, and mocked, but people would have forgotten the image soon enough.  For Ian Bell to play a short that was cricket’s equivalent of placing a bag of vomit in the washing machine, it doesn’t go away.  It’s just there, in my brain, wildly swinging with no footwork near my primary somatosensory cortex.

When I watch England, I want to get past Trott, Cook and Strauss to get to Bell.  But not for this.  No. I don’t want it.  Make it stop, Bell.   Either stay classy, or go back to being pretty and frequently dim witted.

No one can keep their beauty forever, but you don’t have to give it away with a wild unbalanced swing like that.  Belly, you’re prettier than that.

Either way, for this crime against eyes, I’m taking you out of my oversized birdcage.

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3 thoughts on “Ian Bell, get out of my birdcage

  1. cricketnns says:

    Bell did play a brainless shot, but credit should go to Taylor for playing an impressive innings on debut and counter-attacking with KP. Oh yeah, KP, what an innings! The South African is turning it on against the…… Saffers! :)

  2. I’m a massive Bell fan, but what annoyed me the most about that shot was the timing of it. He put Taylor in a position were he had to come out to bat 5 minutes before tea, meaning on his debut he effectively had to start twice.

    It was brainless beyond the normal level of brainlessness shots played by England players looking to chuck their wickets away.

  3. Jayman says:

    “Ian Bell and the naked truth”. What’s with that? Did the cricinfo subbie even read the article before throwing a headline at it?

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