Glenn Maxwell Is A God And I Will Strike Thee With Great Vengeance If You Disagree
You wake up this morning and hear that Glenn Maxwell made a match-winning century. But that's only half the story.
The century propelled Australia to victory over India in the second T20 international match, and helped us win our first ever T20 international series in India.
But that, too, is only half the story.
The main story is that Glenn Maxwell is a cricketing god because this was an innings no mortal could have played.
India's main religion, Hindiusm, has numerous deities. Indian cricket mimics this, bestowing supernatural status upon its best players. Right now, India's Almighty is Virat Kohli.
But despite Kohli hitting a heavenly 72 not out off just 32 balls last night, Glenn Maxwell was almightier than the Almighty. The facts:
- Maxi hit 113 off 55 balls with nine sixes.
- He came in at the Richie Benaud score of 2/22. When he left, it was job done. Australia 3/194, our fourth-highest T20 international run chase.
- It was his third T20I century, more than any other Aussie.
- Maxwell was named both player-of-the-match and series, after scoring 50 in the first game.
Oh, but stats schmats. It was the way Maxwell played this innings that was so beautiful.
Maxwell is oft-criticised for throwing it away with silly shots. For having so much talent but not enough application. Last night, he was as pure as the mountain waters at the source of the sacred River Ganges. And by the end, the Indian fans were as dirty as the Ganges delta.
It is almost impossible to describe the beauty of some of his shots. The lofted cover drive for six in the 10th over which seemed to require about as much energy as a change of channel on the remote. The tennis forehand which he smote straight down the ground in the 15th over. The sweep for six the next over. And one ball later, mirror image! A huge reverse sweep which went 20 rows back.
Yes, Maxwell played the reverse. The shot which has caused his downfall before, always to great condemnation from those who would have all batsmen play with a straighter bat than the little plastic figurine in the old Test match cricket board game.
The difference is that this time, Maxwell chose his moment. And executed to perfection.
If there's one valid criticism of the 30-year-old Victorian down the years, it's that he hasn't always played smart. Lately he's been doing that. And playing incredibly bloody well too.
Maxwell must be picked in the top four or five for Australia in all short forms of the game. Earlier this season, he came in at number seven for Australia in the first One Dayer against India, which was harder to understand than the Bhagavad Gita.
And while there's currently a log jam in the Test batting order with the imminent return of Smith and Warner, and with most candidates making big runs in the Sheffield Shield, we'd throw him in there too if anyone falters. How he didn't get more of a go in the Mitch Marsh years is mystifying. Remember, he did make a Test century in tough conditions in India less than two years ago.
Anyway Glenn Maxwell is a batting god. And if you don't agree, I will go full Ezekiel 25:17 on you and strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger.