Just briefly - for I have a morning patrol tommorow and it's past my bedtime - what a load of nonsense, Skeet. You have been hob-knobbing with too many Poms out to find the most convenient excuse for their lamentable current form, and let that all that ale go to your head. Or such of it as hasn't gone to your waistline, at any rate.
You are quite right in point of detail about the fielding skills, but quite wrong to use that as a basis for comparison. Let me illustrate this by making two or three equally ridiculous statements about other sports which are exactly parallel:
- Nigel Mansell's lap times are much faster than Juan Manual Fangio's were: therefore we can safely conclude that Mansell was the better driver.
- Shane O'Bree (a current Collingwood wingman/rover, who gets picked more often than not but plays a few games in the seconds every year) has vastly better handball, tackling, and spoiling skills than Robert Flower had, and is probably fitter too, therefore we can safely say that O'Bree is a much better footballer.
Get my drift?
The game has changed. It is far more professional now, and the attention to "minor" skills like fielding is correspondingly greater. Take your time capsule and transport Doug Walters or the Don or WG Grace into the modern game and they too would benefit from the masses of specialised coaching and full-time training that the modern players get. Hell, if we are going to start ignoring the changes in the game and in training over time like this, I should imagine that any averagely competent current suburban cricket side would comfortably beat Grace's team of a century ago, just as a very ordinary 2002 sprinter can beat the winning times posted in the 1904 Olympics. (Were there Olympics in 1904? Whatever.) Remember the four minute mile? Does that mean that Roger Bannister was just a plodder?
The current Oz team is indeed very good, but could we
really find "several members" to slot into the "best 11 ever"? I think not. Langer and Hayden are doing very well at present, but they need to keep it up for a good many more years to threaten the spots of truly superb openers like Gavaskar, Boycot, Barry Richards and Gordon Greenidge. Ricky Ponting, ditto. Who on earth would pick Ponting over Bradman or Tendulkar? Steve Waugh is a great captain but not the batsman that Greg Chappel was, or Viv Richards, never mind Gary Sobers. Neither Leahman nor Martin are automatic chioces at the selection table even from today's Australian cricketers, let alone among the greats. Gilchrist, if he can return to his form of last year, is a possibility (and I love to watch him bat) but it's much to early to go elevating him to all-time-great status, and in any case, his wicket keeping, while good, is not up to the standard that Ian Healy established, never mind Rod Marsh and all the other great keepers of history.
As for the bowlers, Bickel and Lee are knocking on the edge of selection. Lee is very fast but has yet to show that he can command a regular place in the team, let alone number himself among the greats, and Andy Bickel is destined to be remembered as a good, honest trundler, to be thought of in the same breath as Geoff Dymock or Mike Whitney. He is as good as England's current best, or better, which is faint praise.
That leaves the only two half-plausible candidates: McGrath and Warne. Both superb cricketers, but all-time greats of a stature sufficient to edge out all but two or three other bowlers? Much as I admire Glen McGrath, can we honestly place his name in front of Lillie, Hadlee, Imran, Kapil Dev, Willis, Botham, Wacar, Andy Roberts, Davidson, Ambrose, Holding, Well Hall, Marshall, Lindwall, Miller or Tyson? Hell no!
Only Warne remains. He's a possibility. The
only possibility. And still, he must contend with Grimmet, O'Riley, Sobers, Laker, and Trumble for the spinner's berth.
Finally, the most significant point of all: Ian Chappell's Australians had to contend with sore really serious opposition, they beat great sides. If you are going to start looking at Ashes series won and lost, then it is absurd to include the Kim Hughes era alongside Chappell's. (That was James, I think, not Skeet. No matter: you are both chardonay socialists and can rot in the same barrel.