The Life Cycle of a Cult can be marked by specific steps.
A charismatic leader or leaders present a new and transcendent idea offering a cure for struggling players.
Thus we find ourselves. Preparations are underway to challenge the establishment in Australia. Pressure is mounting. Smoke is rising from the sidelines. A lone figure, exposed, anxious, the words HIGH RELEASE POINT displayed prominently in chicken blood, has stumbled through the lines and is removed with discretion to a different team at Derbyshire.
Do you recall the early days, when optimism reigned? The days of Bazball 1.0, of uninhibited aggression.
Cult leaders offer a reboot, optimism ahead, camaraderie, salvation among a group united in belief in the philosophy.
How did it feel initially? A team united basking in glory. Tattoos. Muscles. Jawlines. Peak performance vibes. Oh sure, The team insist Bazball doesn’t actually exist, ironically since it’s not recognized, what did we see?
But we know the concept. It’s Harry Brook playing a shot so unconventional it has to be pixelated. It’s the excitement of Ben Stokes at his peak, an expression conveying: pensive Nordic god, rugged appearance, hair woven from beaver hide, truly contemporary you wouldn’t be surprised to glance over and find him positioned on the ground bare-chested embracing nature.
It’s the opener continuing to have permission speaking publicly, appearing as a happy little woodland creature in a waistcoat, saying stuff like we are actively deconstructing the orange. Indeed, the energy, for a significant period, was only good energy.
Development stage. Unity enforced through repetition of mantras. These ideas may seem irrational as a test of “true belief”.
Does anyone else feel? The criticism, the outrage, the disappointment following the initial loss appears excessive, too much. The batting collapsed during the match, as they often do in Australia. They were torn apart while bowling for a couple of hours as plans unraveled, carved around by the opponent imitating their style effectively, adaptive to conditions, an athlete shining with brilliance.
And now we have this the pile-on, the frustration, the perception of the team as a disgrace. The consensus is that losing isn’t enough, they need to lose righteously, to be purged, obliterated, destroyed via traditional methods of Mitchell Starc’s movements, the simple basics of the veteran, marking achievements with a bashful smile similar to getting a rewarding prize. What impact will this have?
Issues emerge because of mistakes. However, faults are ignored. It starts to feed on hatred of the outside world.
The fact remains, approaching from the second Test, we are at a critical juncture in the journey of this approach. They might succeed overseas in a blur of adrenal disruption. Probably, defeat could come swiftly. And if they do lose it feels like we really might be entering the decline.
Before that happens, a couple of points to consider about this. More than two years ago, back in those heady early days, of light and heat, I wrote an article calling it a phenomenon. There was outrage, which proved the point since it’s clear a method to show lack of cult status is if supporters react defensively denying scrutiny of its truths.
The developments in the last few days is just as interesting. Opposition to the style has now become the cult. Online outrage is widespread, angry English pundits, shots of angry middle-aged supporters abroad missing out on play, reminiscent of timeshare owners seeking justice.
Meanwhile, exists the larger scene of the opponent’s mixed deep-seated frustration towards the unconventional visitors, claiming, your cherished traditions and have fostered and nurtured to distinguish yourselves culturally from us, it’s not serious after all.
Here lies the truth. Everything is a cult. The approach was a phenomenon since the sport itself is insular. Or at least, the sport in England is closed, a circle, a private event, a closed world with centuries of ceremonial past defining it. This has always been a place where power and access are hoarded. It’s the imperial sport of the nation, the early image-makers. And surprisingly, Britain is itself a cult, a structure of hidden ranks, a monarchy still exists.
The team have been sealed up in this system since childhood. Attempting to break free, to foster positivity, they are simply replicating their own experience, building another enclosure, a limited community, but doing it this time with a modern squad and a mentor encouraging individuality if you fit the mold.
Stay present. Run towards the danger. However much you change, you’re always basically in the same place.
Considering this, it is perhaps the moment to have some sympathy for the approach, to acknowledge its merits, of which there are many. What does it represent? Encouraging expression. Challenging orthodoxies. Batting aggressively|Attacking with