The Life Cycle of a Cult is often marked by specific steps.
A charismatic leader or coaches propose an innovative concept offering a solution for struggling players.
And so it goes. Plans are in motion to confront the system down in Brisbane. Tensions are rising. Signs of trouble appear from the out-houses. An isolated player, exposed, nervous, the slogan POSITIVE INTENT written on his body as a symbol, has emerged through the lines and is removed with discretion to a different team in county cricket.
Remember the early days, when the world was still young? The days of Bazball 1.0, of Bazball without brains.
Team architects offer a fresh beginning, a brighter tomorrow, support, redemption within a community who all believe in the big idea.
How did it feel back then? Players celebrating feeling good. Ink. Forearms. Jawlines. Confident masculinity. Oh sure, England’s players often say Bazball doesn’t actually exist, which is funny because if it doesn’t exist, what did we see?
But we know what it is. It’s the player executing a stroke so depraved it’s beyond belief. It’s the thrill of the captain in his final form, a look that says: pensive Nordic god, beard made of wood, hair woven from beaver hide, so authentically Modern Savage you wouldn’t be surprised to notice and see him playing on the ground stripped to the waist and cradling a wild salmon.
It’s the opener continuing to have permission addressing the media, out there looking like a happy little woodland creature smartly dressed, expressing thoughts like we’re breaking down traditions. And yes, the energy, for a significant period, was uplifting.
Growth phase. Cohesion maintained through repetition of mantras. These ideas can appear contradictory as a test of “true belief”.
Is it just me? The reaction, the outrage, the sense of betrayal following the initial loss feels overblown, overdone. The batting collapsed during the match, as history shows. They were torn apart defensively in a short span as plans unraveled, outplayed by Travis Head playing aggressively but smarter, adaptive to conditions, a performer excelling with aura.
And now we have this the criticism, the anger, the sense of English Test cricket as a kind of abomination. The feeling seems to be that England don’t just need to lose, they should be dismantled, to be scoured, obliterated, defeated by the vengeful purity of the bowler’s action, the conventional tactics of the bowler, out there celebrating his wickets modestly similar to getting a nice new fishing rod. What impact will this have?
Issues emerge because of mistakes. But the cult cannot admit errors. It starts to feed on anger towards critics.
Ultimately, half a week out from the second Test, we are at an intriguing moment in the story of this movement. Victory is possible in the next Test through aggressive play. Probably, defeat could come swiftly. In case of defeat it feels like we may see the final stage.
Prior to that, several aspects to note regarding this. More than two years ago, during the initial excitement, of passion and hope, an piece was published suggesting Bazball was a cult. There was outrage, which demonstrated as it’s known how to confirm something definitely isn’t a cult is if supporters send hundreds of furiously one-eyed messages denying scrutiny of the philosophy.
Recent events recently are equally notable. It seems that hating Bazball is now the trend. We have a uniformly angry internet, disappointed commentators, shots of angry middle-aged travelling fans disappointed by the short match, like a room full of timeshare owners seeking justice.
On the other hand, exists the larger scene of the opponent’s mixed ingrained annoyance with the aggressive tourists, claiming, hey, that thing you love and have developed as part of your identity culturally from us, well, it’s all a bit of a gag after all.
And this is the real point. All movements are similar. The style was a trend as the game has its own culture. Or at least, English cricket has always been a cult, a clique, a garden party, a closed world with two hundred years of ceremonial past supporting it. This has always been where entry is limited. It’s the colonial game of the British, the original sports washers. And guess what, Britain is itself a cult, a structure of hidden ranks, a monarchy still exists.
England’s cricketers have been isolated in this system since childhood. In trying to escape from it, to foster positivity, they are simply replicating their upbringing, forming a new circle, a closed circle, however with a modern squad and a mentor who wants you to be yourself provided you conform.
Focus on the moment. Confront risks. But no matter how fast and far you run, you remain stuck.
Reflecting on this, now is the time to have some sympathy for the movement, to appreciate its good points, that are numerous. How to define it? Encouraging expression. Defying norms. Batting aggressively|Attacking with
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