The Journey of a Cult can be defined by clear stages.
A dominant personality or figureheads propose a new and transcendent idea that promises a panacea for disconnected individuals.
So here we are. Preparations are underway to confront the system overseas. Tensions are rising. Smoke is rising from the sidelines. One individual, naked, shivering, the slogan POSITIVE INTENT written on his body as a symbol, has stumbled from the field and is removed in secrecy to a different team elsewhere.
Do you ever miss the early days, when the world was still young? The days of Bazball 1.0, of uninhibited aggression.
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What did it represent initially? Just men on a balcony feeling good. Tattoos. Strength. Determination. Elite male wellness energy. Oh sure, The team insist it’s not a real term, amusingly since it’s not recognized, what did we see?
However, everyone understands the concept. It’s the player executing a stroke so unconventional it has to be pixelated. It’s the thrill of the captain in ultimate mode, a look that says: pensive Nordic god, strong features, natural look, truly contemporary you almost imagine to look down and see him playing at mid-off stripped to the waist and cradling a wild salmon.
It’s Ben Duckett still being allowed to talk in press conferences, appearing as a happy little woodland creature smartly dressed, expressing thoughts like we are actively deconstructing the orange. And yes, the energy, initially, was entirely positive.
Building period. Togetherness strengthened via memorization of key phrases. These ideas are often illogical as a loyalty check.
Does anyone else feel? The criticism, the anger, the disappointment following the initial loss appears excessive, unwarranted. The batting collapsed in Perth, as they often do in Australia. They were torn apart defensively during a brief period when tactics failed, outplayed by the batsman imitating their style effectively, adjusting to the pitch, a man playing with a kind of light around him.
And now we have this the attacks, the anger, the perception of the team as a disgrace. The feeling seems to be that losing isn’t enough, they should be dismantled, to be purged, flame-throwered, destroyed through sheer skill of Mitchell Starc’s movements, the low-fi orthodoxies of the veteran, out there celebrating achievements humbly as if receiving a pleasant gift. What will this do to them?
Problems arise due to setbacks. But the cult cannot admit errors. It starts to feed on hatred of the outside world.
The fact remains, approaching from the second Test, we’ve entered an intriguing moment in the story of this thing. Victory is possible overseas with bold tactics. Alternatively, they could lose just as quickly. Should they fail it seems we really might be entering the decline.
Ahead of this, there are two things worth saying regarding this. In the past, during the initial excitement, of light and heat, a column appeared suggesting Bazball was a cult. There was outrage, which was helpful since it’s clear a method to show lack of cult status is when its acolytes respond with anger denying scrutiny of the beliefs.
What has happened recently are fascinating. Criticism of the approach has now become the cult. We have a uniformly angry internet, disappointed commentators, shots of angry middle-aged followers overseas missing out on play, like a room full of investors demanding recourse.
On the other hand, there is the broader context of the opponent’s mixed deep-seated frustration towards the unconventional visitors, out there saying, your cherished traditions and have developed as part of your identity culturally from us, it’s just a joke after all.
This is the core issue. Everything is a cult. Bazball was a cult because cricket is a cult. Or rather, the sport in England is closed, a circle, a private event, an insular community with a long history of ceremonial past behind it. It has long been a place where power and access are hoarded. It’s the colonial game of the nation, the early image-makers. And guess what, Britain is itself a cult, a series of esoteric hierarchies, a place that literally still has a king.
The players have been enclosed in this system from a young age. Attempting to break free, to create a less brutal environment, they are simply replicating their upbringing, forming a new circle, an exclusive group, however with 15 cool guys and a mentor promoting authenticity as long as yourself is quite a lot like myself.
Focus on the moment. Embrace challenges. Despite efforts, things stay similar.
With this mind, it might be appropriate to have some sympathy for the approach, to appreciate its good points, of which there are many. How to define it? Creating a sense of freedom. Challenging orthodoxies. Batting aggressively|Attacking with
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