Musings of a cricket fan: how do we get more people in the gates?

We are half way through another cricket test match at the Gabba and, setting aside the washed out second day, already rumblings have started about the size of the crowds attending days one and three of the game.

Such “yarping on” about the support of Queenslanders for test match cricket is nothing new and it must be conceded that, Ashes test matches aside, quite regularly the attendance numbers for the Gabba test match are lower than most would expect.

As a cricket fan who loves test cricket, I have often wondered why this is so and indeed have had pause to consider how cricket administrators can get more fans to the longest and premier form of the game in Queensland. After much reflection I think there are some lessons that could equally apply across the cricket playing world.

Dealing with the “why” issues first in the context of the current test match: some are obvious and others more illusory.

At the outset, the timing of this test match, both this year and in the past, has not helped getting the paying public through the door. Unlike the Melbourne and Sydney test matches (it is always from these centres where most of the grizzling about crowds come from), the bulk of possible paying attendees have to work during at least 3 scheduled days of the test. The Queensland cricket public does not get the benefit of the Christmas / New Year holidays traditionally taken by most and this obviously makes it more difficult for people to get to the game.

This rationale equally applies to getting more children to the game: presently it is not school holidays in Queensland so children attending on Friday, Monday or Tuesday is unlikely to be possible. Add to that that weekends during this time of year are difficult for parents to make time to bring their kids to a cricket game, either because of parties or because the kids themselves are playing sport (again unlike the Christmas / New Year period where such sport is suspended), and really it is unlikely that a large roll up of children is going to occur.

The next obvious issue that effects crowds, and this is, in my view, a more generally applicable issue, is that of cost. Ticket prices this year again increased on last year and it is just a fact of the current state of the world financially that a large number of people do not have available to them the discretionary spending power to be able to afford $65 for a ticket to a day at the cricket. I concede that there were cheaper tickets available than that which I purchased, but even the cheapest ticket (around $40) still presents as an expensive day out for most people.

The cost of the ticket is not the only issue of cost that is making it difficult to justify a day at the cricket. Food and drink prices at sporting arenas in this country are at best high and at worst “day light robbery”. $7.20 for a mid-strength alcoholic beverage is steep. $5 for a 375ml bottle of water is farcical. And do not even get me started on the cost of food.

The final facet of my thoughts about why the crowds are not what one would expect at the Gabba for the first test of the summer is more illusory as I noted in the preamble to this blog. It is this: it is just not fun anymore to go to the Gabba to watch cricket. There are so many rules related to the attendance of a game a cricket at the Gabba these days that for some people the “fun police” have ruined the experience of attending. The “mexican wave” is frowned upon, beach balls are skewered by security guards at the earliest opportunity and the creation of the fabled “beer snake” leads to a visit from two of Queensland’s constabulary. If it is not fun, why should people be enticed to attend?

Now I must stop here and state that some of the very “fun stuff” that has been outlawed irritates me to the point of red misted rage. However, fans, particularly those in certain states of inebriation, love that stuff and anecdotally I am aware the stringency of the rules has lead to less of my cohorts attending the game.

So where does that leave us? Is it simple enough to say that if Queensland Cricket get the timing, pricing and the rules issues right then the fans will rush back? Does this apply equally across all countries?

The timing of the games is obviously something that needs to be looked at but it strikes me as being difficult enough now to fit all of the games to be played in a summer in the schedule so that is unlikely to change.

Making the experience of attending a cricket game more enjoyable for the fans is something that must be looked at and an appropriate balance between stamping out anti-social behaviour and creating a police state within the ground needs to be reached.

The biggest thing that I think needs to be looked at is pricing of tickets for test match cricket. By making the tickets more financially realistic for people it must allow for a broader range of people to attend. One way to do this could be to lift the prices of tickets to T20 and ODI fixtures by $5 each and use those funds to equally subsidise a reduction in the ticket prices of test matches.

Test cricket is the heart of the game and the more fans that get through the gate the more comfortable true fans of the game will be of the long term survival of it. As a Queenslander who loves the first test of the summer and who wants to see the best teams play in that test, administrators of the game in Queensland must look at methods to get more fans to this iconic game with changing the pricing structure being but one of those methods. If this does not happen, it may be another 50 years before we see the best team in the world grace the grass of the Gabba. I truly hope that is not the case.

A day at the cricket: drama, DRS and a dossier

Anyone who reads these ramblings will know I love cricket and I love the first day of the first test at the Gabba. I have been attending this day for so long that now I could not even fathom missing it. So it was that yesterday I again made the pilgrimage to the hallowed turf and from the lofty heights of Section 71 Row MM settled in for another First Test Day 1.

Australia’s opponents this year are the best team in the world. It is as simple as that. Possessing the best opposition bowling attack to step onto the Gabba since the fearsome West Indians of 88/89 along with the best batsman in the game, Amla, and my personal pick for the player of his generation, Kallis, the South African present the ultimate test for the Australian team.

When asked in recent weeks about how I thought Australia would go in this test match, my near constant refrain has been that I was worried that South Africa would do to Australia what it did to England in the first test of their recent series and with the score reading 2-251 (Kallis 84*, Amla 90*) at stumps those fears are on the cusp of becoming reality.

What did yesterday teach us that we did not already know though? We already knew that Kallis and Amla are exceptionally classy players. We already knew that whomever won the toss would bat and that the first session would be crucial. We already knew that Australia was a bowler short and would need some luck to go its way to be competitive. We already knew that food and beverage prices at the Gabba are scandalous.

It has oft been said that “it is a funny old game cricket” however yesterday seemed to unfold the way even the most optimistic of Australian cricket fan always kind of thought it would with the South Africans on top with their boot firmly on the throat of this developing Australian lineup.

Much had been made before the game of the “leaking” of Australia’s game plan dossier and by all reports things were on track early on with Smith falling to the LBW dismissal that Australia feel he is susceptible too. That is where the success of the game plans ended: Pietersen punished anything swinging into his pad, Amla was unruffled and untroubled throughout his innings and the “chin music” served up to Kallis was dealt with with ease. Perhaps the South Africans read News Limited papers and knew what was going to be served up to them. Or perhaps such simplistic plans were never likely to succeed against such class players. Whatever the actual state of affairs, the effect of the much vaunted dossier could be expressed to be limited at best.

Yet again the DRS system was in play and yet again it is in the news today under a cloud of controversy. I have written about my views on the DRS system in this blog before and do not propose to tiller over that ground again. Suffice it to say that within the construct of the playing conditions the decisions made using DRS were correct. That should be the end to the whinging; unless the whinge relates to the mechanism for using DRS.

A dropped caught and bowled, a wicket off a no ball, a crowd ejection as a result of a “beer cup snake” gone bad and the all to regular early finish at the Gabba for bad light added drama to what was otherwise the day many of us expected if South Africa won the toss.

My early train trip home gave me a moment of reflection to think about where I ranked my day one experience compared to previous first days at the Gabba. Harmison’s first ball and Siddle’s hatrick remain my favourite days at the Gabba but this one was special for its own reason. I got to see possibly the best player of his generation bat like he rarely has previously in Australia and I got to see the best batsman in the world do what he has been doing to all the other teams in recent times. The fact that they are on the opposing team only takes a limited shine off those facts.

Of course, I also had pause to reflect on the performance of the Australian team. The immediate thought that came to mind is that Australia has, not for the first time during the reign of M Clarke, got their selection wrong. The 3 fast bowlers used had a sameness about them that only the selection of Mitchell Starc would have cured. Furthermore the selection of a batsman with 3 first class wickets at an average of 150 per wicket in the place of a true allrounder (Quiney for Watson) has also been exposed as a mistake.

Having just left the ground following the wash out of day 2, day 3 of this test match beckons as the bailiwick of the summer of Clarke’s Australians: can they use the conditions to their advantage to strike back at the dominant South Africans or will “usual service” resume and the “Amla & Kallis show” continue to roll on? Only time will tell, all I know is that by my count there are now 363 days until Day 1 at the Gabba next year and I for one am already making plans for that day.

The 1st Tuesday in November: where my money will be

I have read a bit on Twitter this week that “everyone’s an expert this time of year”. I do not profess to be an expert and I have no expectation that anyone will follow my tips for the Melbourne Cup but I thought, in the interests of being able to gloat after the event if my bets come off, I would post my selections for the “race that stops the nation”.

So here is how I will be spending my hard earned cash on the Melbourne Cup:

Best bet: Red Cadeaux ($9 on Sportsbet)

Best roughie: Cavalryman ($31 on Sportsbet having been smashed at its opening price of $51).

Boxed first 4: 1, 2, 4, 7, 8, 10, 15, 17 ($168 will get you 10% of the first 4 dividend).

Good luck and good punting to everyone. Hope you have a great day!

Shumpty

Sneaky Tuesday Sportsbet

Just a short note this morning to tip you into a little sportbet that I think is easy money for punters today. I am tipping the San Francisco Giants to beat the St Louis Cardinals in game 7 of the NLCS in San Francisco this morning. They have all the momentum after winning the last two games of the series to stay alive in this best of 7 championship and with their ace Matt Cain returning after a loss in game three I expect them to get the job done. The fact is that Cain does not loose two games in a row often.

Second leg this morning sees the Chicago Bears cover the lines against the Detroit Lions in NFL Monday night football. This is an NFC North battle between the leading Bears and the cellar dwelling Lions. The Bears possess a mix of league leading defence and the confidence of being on a 3 game winning streak so I don’t expect them to be bested here.

Put together this bet will pay $3.30ish. Good luck if you get on.

The Great Hamburger debate: where do you stand?

My timeline on twitter today has been more interesting than most days because I have been involved in a discussion with some jibberers (they know who they are and I use that term as a positive) about firstly what makes a BBQ and then secondly what are the essentials of a good hamburger.

The second issue, or the “Great Hamburger debate” as I have termed it, is a debate that has gone on, I have no doubt, since the beginning of time … or at least since someone (however that someone is) became the first person to place a meat patty between two pieces of bread with some condiments and ate it.

As a person whose mid section has undoubtedly benefited from a hamburger or 100 over time, I am surprised that I have not written about this topic already so with this post I will make up for the travesty of not having written about this issue sooner.

Before we get into the nitty gritty around the “Great Hamburger debate” there needs to be some very clear ground rules for the debate. They are:

1. Under no circumstances am I talking about a burger procured from McDonalds, Hungry Jacks, Burger King or any other self styled American “Hamburger Joint”. They are in a category all of their own which might become the topic of a following post.

2. A hamburger is not a steak burger or a chicken burger nor does it have on it ham as the name would suggest.

3. A hamburger is only delivered to you wrapped in a white paper wrapping or some such equivalent. A hamburger that is brought to you on a plate, is left open or that is served on a focaccia is an imposter for the purposes of the debate.

4. The hamburger patty needs to be of the style of a rissole made with minced beef and not something pre-processed and thawed from the supermarket.

Those parameters set it must be obvious to even the most casual reader that what I am talking about here is a hamburger that one would purchase from a local fish and chip shop or takeaway store or, in utopia, that one would take part in putting together at or around a hot BBQ plate in ones backyard.

Now if you have read this far I have no doubt you wondering: “how do I get the last 5 minutes of my life back after reading this dross?” but to that I challenge you to tell me that you are someone who has never had a discussion with a family member, friend, colleague, acquaintance or fellow customer about the contents of the perfect burger. If you have not had such a discussion then I, on the one hand, release you from reading further and, on the other hand, am sorry for you because you have missed out.

However if you have then you have already been part of the “Great Hamburger debate” … you just probably did not realise it!

Equally the question must be asked as to why is there even a debate: we are just talking about a piece of meat between two pieces of bread right? That is where most go wrong because the perfect hamburger is just as much about the condiments that are incorporated with the burger and this is where the bulk of the debate arises.

These are some of the usual issues that arise in any debate about the perfect hamburger:

1. Do you prefer tomato sauce or BBQ sauce?
2. Do you like beetroot on your burger or not?
3. For Australian readers, do you like pineapple on your burger?
4. Do you prefer your hamburger bun to be toasted?
5. Is the egg on your burger to be runny?
6. If you add bacon to your burger is it still a hamburger?

I can only answer those questions for myself and it is here that the principal point to this blog arises (thank goodness I hear you exclaim). The beauty of the perfect hamburger and, indeed, this whole debate is that whether a hamburger is perfect or not is solely the domain of individual taste. Much like some of the other (some would say very Australian) debates that rage around a BBQ hotplate, like Holden v Ford (Holden) and who was Australia’s best cricket captain (Waugh S), positions of the combatants to this debate are so entrenched that you will never change anyone’s view to your own but it sure is fun having the discussion.

So for the record here are the ingredients to my perfect hamburger:

Rissole
Lightly toasted (no more than 30 seconds on the BBQ plate) plain white bread roll
Lettuce
Fried Onion
Egg (runny)
Bacon
Cheese
BBQ sauce

That to me is the perfect burger. Now I know that many will be pondering:

1. Where is the tomato?
2. Where is the pineapple?
3. Where is the beetroot?

The answer to those questions is simple: I don’t like them and I believe they overpower the taste of the burger so I do not have them on my burger. My views here have long been tested by family members, partners, friends and people in the hamburger shop who have heard me order a “Burger with the lot … no tomato, no beetroot and no pineapple” and I will never be moved from the fact that the foregoing is what I consider to be the perfect burger. And , that is where the fun of this debate has its nexus it is all about your personal choice!

So there it is: my 1000 odd words about the “Great Hamburger debate” … what do you think and what is your “perfect burger”? Indeed, as the title to this post posits: where do you stand?

Postscript: A big thank you to these fellow debaters from twitter for getting the creative juices flowing and making me hungry today: @RandomHammer @roysundborg and @franks_andbeans … get around them.

The alcohol conundrum: to ask or not ask

In the aftermath of World Mental Health Day and, a little longer ago, the RUOK campaign I have had a fairly consistent thought flowing through my brain: what other questions do I wish people had asked me sooner?

There is one such question in my own life that sticks out like a sore thumb: “do you have a problem with alcohol?”  As those of you are close to me (and I admit some of you who are not) will know the answer to that question is a resounding “YES”.  With that in mind I have been considering whether the focus that is now being put on mental health with campaigns like RUOK? day needs to be broadened to consider other societal problems and also whether dealing with issues with alcohol in a similar vein is one step to far for us as a society at present.

Now before you, as readers, start rolling your eyes and wondering “does this bloke ever get off the pulpit?” please do me the indulgence of reading on just a little longer before you click away from this blog.  I am not writing this blog to ask you to stop drinking or to make myself out to be martyr or with some new found evangelical fervour.  I write as someone who knows from first hand experience how difficult it is in our society to admit you have a problem and to deal with it and I would like to start a conversation with you, as a reader, about what we can do to help our loved ones, friends and colleagues with making such an admission.

Before we get back to considering the conundrum expressed in the title to this blog, it is important to understand what I mean by the phrase “having a problem with alcohol”.  I can only express what I know from personal experience and, whilst I am not proud of any of what follows and this pains me to write, I don’t think I can ask you to be honest with yourselves if I am not honest with you.  So here is my experience and problem with alcohol:

  • When I drank there was never enough alcohol in a bar to sate me: I would drink everything.
  • When I drank, if I stopped at 3 beers I would be ok: if I had a 4th drink again there was never enough alcohol to sate me.
  • When I drank, I drank quickly and often alone: even when I was with other people I would find myself buying rounds for only me because my drinking buddies were too slow.
  • When I drank, I paid for everyone.
  • When I drank, the next day I remembered nothing.
  • When I drank, I was doing it to numb the self doubt that crippled me and to have one moment of paused before the black dog started barking again.

Now whether the foregoing conduct make me an alcoholic I don’t know.  People who are helping with the journey I am on are divided and I am, in all honestly, not bothered whether that label fits or it does not.  What is clear is that I had a problem; and more to the point I had a problem that was costing me money, friends and reputation.

The problem with the “alcohol problem” seems to me in part that some of the conduct that befell me on occasion is conduct that many consider to be normal.  Indeed, if one were to look around any bar on a Friday night they would see numerous people in the various states I outlined above.  The fact is that we, as a society, are much more accepting of behaviour like the foregoing than we are of people who admit they have a problem and stop.  I know from experience that the fact that I could imbibe at a rapid and exhaustive rate and bought drinks for everyone was conduct that was lionised rather than shamed.  The badge of “good drinker” is one met with acclamation rather than negativity.

Therein lies the conundrum that rests at the beginning of this blog: in a society where being a “good drinker” is a badge of honour and where not drinking is met with, and I quote from a party I was at Friday night “would you like another glass of milk Nancy” is it just as courageous to ask a loved one, friend or colleague if they have a problem as it is for that person to admit to it?

Much like the RUOK? day message it strikes me that being prepared to ask a loved one, friend or colleague whether they have a problem with alcohol comes with it the responsibility of continuing to ask in the face of being rebuffed.  As I alluded to on twitter (@shumpty77) during the RUOK? program it is not enough to just ask once.  Much like with my depression and anxiety, I have no doubt that if I had have been asked the question about alcohol I would have declined to answer and probably would have declined to answer quite angrily.  Such a response and the ability to of those suffer to mask their pain or conduct means that the person making the enquiry needs to keep asking until they are satisfied that the response received is not simply a mask to put them off from the real underlying issue.

To me: there is no real conundrum as I noted at the start of this blog. My personal view is that we all owe it to each other to look after each other that means asking the question.  Unfortunately, whilst the quantum one imbibes is met with a badge of honour, I am not sure that society thinks the same thing. I, for one, hope that attitude changes sooner rather than later.

Postscript: I should point out here that I make no criticism of my family, friends and colleagues who tried to assist me during the darkest periods of my life.  The love and support I have received has nothing short of brilliant.  In living the way I was living for a long time I became an expert in hiding from everyone what I was going through and even when they did try to help me I was dismissive at best and abusive at worst.