Cricket in Cardiff: Just Not Cricket

Last year the England and Wales Cricket Board (ECB) made the bold but wrong decision to stage the opening Test of the 2009 Ashes series at Sophia Gardens, Cardiff. For those who don't realise it, that means England will be playing Australia in Wales.

This is supposed to be a home Ashes series for England. Cardiff is certainly neutral, regardless of what the ECB is called.

The ground which would have almost certainly hosted this match if money couldn't talk would be Old Trafford, Manchester. Old Trafford is the fastest, bounciest track in the country. The England team like playing there, and the opposition almost always struggle there. England very nearly beat Australia there in 2005, falling just one wicket short of a sensational victory. Ponting showed his utter class, batting for most of the fifth day on a wearing, turning, seaming track to save the game for the visitors. I myself was one of the 10,000 fans locked out on the morning on the fifth day. Twelve months later I was there again (in the stadium, this time) to see England wrap up an excellent Pakistan team (lead by the formidable Inzi) in effectively three days. The batsman from the subcontinent just couldn't handle the pace and bounce of the Old Trafford Test track; they couldn't get onto the front foot and they couldn't hook, pull or cut the England seamers off the back foot. The England batsman showed them how it was done and the hosts won at a canter. And England won't be playing there in 2009. Absolute madness.

The history of Test cricket at Old Trafford obviously goes back considerably further than that. I've not even mentioned Warne's magic ball and Laker's 19 for 90, inc. his ten wicket inning. History tells us England play well at Old Trafford, but they won't be playing the Aussies there in 2009. The ECB's bank balance may well be somewhat inflated by the extra pounds coming in from Sophia Gardens, but there is a very good chance their outfit could be made to look very very foolish next summer -- and on what is undoubtedly the biggest stage of them all.

The main argument for staging a Test in Cardiff is that it is the England & Wales Cricket Board, so there probably should be a Test played in Wales. Okay, fair enough. But you know what? England and Wales are both part of the United Kingdom -- maybe we should have another one of the five Test matches in Edinburgh. And another in Belfast. And, you know, to keep all Ireland happy, maybe we should have another in Dublin. No? Sounds a bit silly to have England playing a home Test against the Aussies in Dublin, Ireland, doesn't it?

At the end of the day, Sophia Gardens (I refuse to call it anything else, by the way) just is not cut out to host such an important Test match. Or any Test match, for that matter. The straight boundaries are 40 yards -- yes, just 40 yards! And this, in an era when cricket is already overly-friendly to batsmen. The ground is too manufactured. There is no special buzz abut it. The stands have blue seating in. Such a small difference makes it feel like a sterile sporting venue rather than a historic cricket ground. It is possible to build cricket grounds to feel like cricket grounds -- look at the Rose Bowl, in Hampshire. If Old Trafford isn't up to hosting an Ashes test in 2009, then why isn't it being played at the Rose Bowl? The wicket was a bit lively when first put down, but it's getting better and better every year and the ground hosted a fabulous Twenty20 finals day.

All in all, this is becoming a very embarrassing episode for the ECB. It was summed up yesterday, when, after just three overs it started to rain, and the ground staff took an absolute age to get the covers on. They were the old push pull covers, not like the hover cover at Old Trafford.

Sophia Gardens Cardiff is not up to the job of hosting an Ashes Test. Below are the thoughts of Andrew Miller, of CricInfo.


The reporter from the South Wales Echo possibly hadn't thought through the implications when, at the end of the rain-wrecked ODI at the newly refurbished Sophia Gardens (or SWALEC Stadium, as it would love to become known), he decided to ask Andrew Flintoff his opinion of the venue that, in just under ten months' time, will host the first Test of the 2009 Ashes.

"It's damp," deadpanned Flintoff, in the most underwhelming endorsement imaginable. Then, sensing he ought to come up with a slightly more upbeat response, Flintoff tried again, but still couldn't muster the necessary enthusiasm. "It's better than last time I came," he said. "It's not Old Trafford, but it's all right."

Admittedly, Flintoff was the wrong man to ask. As a proud Lancastrian, he was duty-bound to be indignant about the manner in which his home ground has been stripped of Ashes status for next summer's seismic contest. And besides, as dress rehearsals go, Cardiff's three-over rain-dodge on Wednesday was never going to set the pulses racing, for players or spectators.

Back in 2005, however, those pulses were working overtime. On the final morning of the third Test, 10,000 fans had to be locked out of Old Trafford, as Ashes fever officially took hold of the nation. Try as one might, it was hard to envisage the same scenes being recreated in the heart of Cardiff next summer, and that wasn't just the weather dampening the enthusiasm. It was the venue's simple lack of familiarity that jarred as well.

Home advantage can be a hard thing to quantify, but by and large it is made up of a series of strands that, when drawn tightly together, create a formidable hurdle for opposition teams to overcome. Contributing factors might include the knowledge of local weather patterns and their impact on pitch conditions, or the feel-good factor that courses through the players as they walk through the gates and recall the glories of matches past. Perhaps there's some quirky feature in the dressing room that can be guaranteed to get under the skin of visiting sides, or maybe that role is reliably performed by the boisterous local support.

Whatever the ingredients, it's hard to imagine a scenario in which Australia would smooth England's path to the Ashes in 2010-11 by scrapping their now-traditional curtain-raiser at Brisbane's "Gabbatoir" in favour of a more neutral venue. Only a complacent, naïve or unthinking board - and probably all three at once - would disregard the sort of backing that England could have counted upon at Old Trafford (and Trent Bridge for that matter) next summer, and trust the opening fixture of such a key series to a ground where England have contested fewer overs of international cricket than seven rival nations, Australia included.

How will the pitch play for England's quartet of seamers? Stuart Broad may have struck twice in the ten overs that England have managed over the course of two matches against Pakistan and South Africa, but we can only really speculate - Glamorgan's struggles at the foot of the second division of the Championship aren't exactly a reliable indicator of form. How will Monty Panesar protect the unsettlingly short and straight boundaries at either end of the ground, 40 yard distances which, as Shaun Pollock was miming in the lift between punditry stints, invite gentle chip shots into the River Taff?

There are too many unknowns for Cardiff to truly be classified as an England "home" Test - and geographically, of course, it is anything but. Notwithstanding the silent "W" in the England & Wales Cricket Board, it is a point of pedantry that swings both ways - Welsh cricket fans bridle whenever Cardiff is mentioned, for convenience's sake, as part of England, and yet those same supporters would doubtless take umbrage if it was suggested that they were any less passionate as a result.

The real problem with the venue, however, is one of perception. Locating Cardiff on a map is one thing, but it's only when you arrive in town that you really appreciate that you've set foot in a rival capital. The little details play their part, in particular the bilingual signposts, but for the keenest sense of trespass, there's nothing quite so forbidding as the towering magnificence of the Millennium Stadium, which is unmissably placed slap-bang in the centre of the city.

With due respect to the SWALEC, this is the only stadium in town - it boasts 76,000 seats compared with a puny 15,000, but, with Land Of Our Fathers being played out on loop over the tannoy, it is also clear that this is a venue where Englishmen tread at their peril. With that in mind, it's not easy to bridge the mental gap that such a monolith creates. English sportsmen do not come to Cardiff to be cheered to the rafters. They come here to be rucked and mauled to oblivion. Anything else is quite frankly a disturbance of the natural order.

Flintoff did not mean to be churlish about Glamorgan's redevelopment. Given the constraints of time, and the need to be sympathetic to its delightful riverside setting, the expansion has been achieved as tastefully and effectively as anyone could have hoped. But how will he and his team-mates feel as they wait in the Ystafell Newid inside the "Really Welsh" pavilion on July 8 next year, while the strains of Jerusalem announce the start of the 2009 Ashes? No more than mildly disorientated, you would hope. Nevertheless, of all the contests to jeopardise in such a way, English cricket really couldn't have picked a less opportune one.

Yours, wherever you may be,
Daniel C. Wright