The Sikh of Tweak . . . can't speak!
Bounced out of bed to catch the last few overs from Perth and was delighted to see Monty had taken a spectacular five-for - shaming that idiot Duncan Fletcher and bottle-job Steve Harmison.
Okay, Harmy took four wickets in his third Test outing of this Ashes series - but the weight of expectation on Monty was HUGE. And my God, didn't he respond magnificently!
So after the close of play - by which time I'm in my motor so I'm listening to the Beeb on the radio - I tune in to hear Monty being interviewed.
Bloody hell! I thought the BBC had collared some monosyllabic Premiership dipstick by mistake. He was hardly grilled by the interviewer, but the answer to every question was the same incoherent nonsense.
All we gleaned from the first England spinner to take five wickets in Perth was: "well, obviously, you know, I enjoy taking wickets and, obviously, you know, I enjoy doing that and will try to do my best. But you know, the important thing, obviously, is I enjoy the game and try to take wickets. Which I enjoy doing."
Cheers for that, Monty. FFS!
I thought cricketers were a few rungs higher up the academic ladder than the feeble-minded scrotes in football, so Monty's interview was so disappointing.
He wasn't asked any leading or contentious questions - but it seems even if a sportsman is capable of independent thought, they are all paralysed by fear at the thought of saying anything 'off-message' that hasn't been cleared by the team managers.
The shame of the media is that just because a star has spoken, they are seemingly untouchable and instead of applying any skill in helping an interview flow - the interviewers gratefully accept whatever turgid crap is spouted at them. Because the media is also paralysed by fear - the fear of losing access to the players if they ask anything remotely challenging.
From now on, I shall just watch the action on the pitch - and switch off as soon as a microphone swings into view at the end.
Bounced out of bed to catch the last few overs from Perth and was delighted to see Monty had taken a spectacular five-for - shaming that idiot Duncan Fletcher and bottle-job Steve Harmison.
Okay, Harmy took four wickets in his third Test outing of this Ashes series - but the weight of expectation on Monty was HUGE. And my God, didn't he respond magnificently!
So after the close of play - by which time I'm in my motor so I'm listening to the Beeb on the radio - I tune in to hear Monty being interviewed.
Bloody hell! I thought the BBC had collared some monosyllabic Premiership dipstick by mistake. He was hardly grilled by the interviewer, but the answer to every question was the same incoherent nonsense.
All we gleaned from the first England spinner to take five wickets in Perth was: "well, obviously, you know, I enjoy taking wickets and, obviously, you know, I enjoy doing that and will try to do my best. But you know, the important thing, obviously, is I enjoy the game and try to take wickets. Which I enjoy doing."
Cheers for that, Monty. FFS!
I thought cricketers were a few rungs higher up the academic ladder than the feeble-minded scrotes in football, so Monty's interview was so disappointing.
He wasn't asked any leading or contentious questions - but it seems even if a sportsman is capable of independent thought, they are all paralysed by fear at the thought of saying anything 'off-message' that hasn't been cleared by the team managers.
The shame of the media is that just because a star has spoken, they are seemingly untouchable and instead of applying any skill in helping an interview flow - the interviewers gratefully accept whatever turgid crap is spouted at them. Because the media is also paralysed by fear - the fear of losing access to the players if they ask anything remotely challenging.
From now on, I shall just watch the action on the pitch - and switch off as soon as a microphone swings into view at the end.
