It's 7.15am on a lazy Saturday morning, when you're suddenly awoken from a peaceful slumber by a loud knocking on the door. Disgruntled at having your dream involving Miranda Kerr and a (now) half empty can of whipped cream abruptly ended, you open it to find a group of reporters, headed by Malcolm Conn and Crash Craddock. You also spy Hutchy at the back of the pack, although he appears to be covered in the rubbish you threw out last night. Dazed and confused, you ask what has happened. Before the group descend into a maelstrom of unintelligible questions, finger pointing and banana peels, you manage to hear Conn say something about the entire Cricket Australia administrative board being removed from office and sent to Nauru in a bid to determine if they are in fact, genuine Australian citizens. That's great you say, but what does this have to do with me? When the chaos settles, you are informed that ASIO has used America's "it totally doesn't exist" PRISM surveillance program to determine from your posts on bigfooty that you will be the man (or woman...lol) to lead cricket in Australia back to the top, or as you will be officially known, Cricket Australia's Supreme Commandant. You have been given control over every aspect of cricket in the country (aside from scheduling Watto's next nude photoshoot, much to your relief).
Shocked, but slightly reaffirmed that as you suspected, you are the most intelligent member of the bigfooty cricket board, you gather yourself together and begin to form a plan. This plan will be made to ensure that we win back the Ashes, are at least competitive against spin in India, and that we won't use AOD-9604 unless it comes in a cream to preserve Steve Smith's boyish good looks. Basically, you've been given the power to do anything at CA, that can extend to grass roots level, the state competition as well as the national side. Selection, coaching, scheduling, you name it, you can do it. So, what would you do?
Shocked, but slightly reaffirmed that as you suspected, you are the most intelligent member of the bigfooty cricket board, you gather yourself together and begin to form a plan. This plan will be made to ensure that we win back the Ashes, are at least competitive against spin in India, and that we won't use AOD-9604 unless it comes in a cream to preserve Steve Smith's boyish good looks. Basically, you've been given the power to do anything at CA, that can extend to grass roots level, the state competition as well as the national side. Selection, coaching, scheduling, you name it, you can do it. So, what would you do?
