The Journey of a Cult can be defined by distinct phases.
A dominant personality or leaders present a revolutionary approach offering a solution for struggling players.
So here we are. They’re getting ready to challenge the establishment in Australia. Tensions are rising. Conflict emerges from the out-houses. One individual, naked, nervous, the slogan POSITIVE INTENT displayed prominently as a statement, has come staggering into view and is taken aside in secrecy for a temporary assignment in county cricket.
Do you recall the beginning, when everything was fresh? The initial phase, of pure instinct.
Cult leaders guarantee a fresh beginning, a brighter tomorrow, camaraderie, salvation together united in belief in the big idea.
What was this thing at first? Players celebrating basking in glory. Ink. Forearms. Focus. Confident masculinity. Admittedly, The squad often say Bazball doesn’t actually exist, which is funny since it’s not recognized, what was that spectacle?
But we know the concept. It’s the player executing a stroke so unconventional it defies description. It’s the thrill of the leader in his final form, an expression conveying: pensive Nordic god, rugged appearance, untamed style, so authentically Modern Savage you wouldn’t be surprised to notice and see him playing in the field stripped to the waist and cradling a wild salmon.
It’s the batsman often seen addressing the media, resembling a cheerful animal in a waistcoat, uttering phrases such as we’re challenging norms. Certainly, the vibe, initially, was entirely positive.
Building period. Unity enforced via memorization of the cult’s slogans. These principles can appear contradictory as a test of “true belief”.
Does anyone else feel? The criticism, the anger, the disappointment after the first Ashes Test defeat feels overblown, overdone. The batting collapsed on the field, as is typical there. They were dominated in the field during a brief period as plans unraveled, carved around by the opponent imitating their style effectively, adaptive to conditions, an athlete shining with brilliance.
Currently, we see the pile-on, the frustration, the sense of English Test cricket as a failure. The consensus is that England don’t just need to lose, they should be dismantled, to be scoured, destroyed, defeated via traditional methods of the bowler’s action, the simple basics of Scott Boland, marking his wickets humbly as if receiving a rewarding prize. What will this do to them?
Issues emerge from failures in the plan. Yet, mistakes are denied. It starts to feed on hatred of the outside world.
The fact remains, approaching from the second Test, we’ve entered a delicious point of tension in the lifespan of this movement. Victory is possible overseas in a blur of adrenal disruption. Probably, they could lose just as quickly. Should they fail it appears we really might be entering the decline.
Prior to that, there are two things to consider about this. Previously, back in those heady early days, of light and heat, a column appeared suggesting Bazball was a cult. There was outrage, which proved the point because everyone knows how to confirm that it’s not a closed group is when its acolytes respond with anger objecting to the questioning of the beliefs.
The developments lately are fascinating. It seems that hating Bazball has turned into a movement. We have a uniformly angry internet, critical analysts, shots of angry middle-aged supporters abroad missing out on play, like a room full of timeshare owners seeking justice.
Conversely, there is the broader context of Australia’s more nuanced deep-seated frustration at these weirdly passive-aggressive buccaneers, claiming, hey, that thing you love and have honed to distinguish yourselves from the opposition, well, it’s all a bit of a gag ultimately.
Here lies the truth. All movements are similar. The approach was a phenomenon because cricket is a cult. Or at least, the team has long been exclusive, a group, a garden party, a closed world with two hundred years of ceremonial past behind it. It has long been a place where power and access are hoarded. It’s the colonial game of the British, the pioneering brand. And guess what, Britain is itself a cult, a structure of hidden ranks, a royal family remains.
The team have been sealed up in this environment since childhood. Seeking change, to create a less brutal environment, they are mirroring their upbringing, forming a new circle, a limited community, however with a modern squad and a mentor encouraging individuality if you fit the mold.
Stay present. Run towards the danger. Despite efforts, you’re always basically in the same place.
Considering this, now is the time to offer compassion for the approach, to appreciate its good points, of which there are many. What is Bazball? Promoting liberation. Challenging orthodoxies. Batting aggressively|Attacking with
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