The Australian batsman methodically applies butter on the top and bottom of a slice of soft bread. “That’s the secret,” he explains as he closes the lid of his toastie maker. “There you go. Then you get it golden on the outside.” He checks inside to reveal a perfectly browned of delicious perfection, the gooey cheese happily melting inside. “So this is the trick of the trade,” he explains. At which point, he does something shocking and odd.
Already, I sense a sense of disinterest is beginning to appear in your eyes. The alarm bells of overly fancy prose are going off. You’re likely conscious that Labuschagne hit 160 for Queensland Bulls this week and is being feverishly talked up for an return to the Test side before the Ashes series.
You likely wish to read more about that. But first – you now understand with frustration – you’re going to have to endure three paragraphs of light-hearted musing about grilled cheese, plus an extra unwanted bonus paragraph of self-referential analysis in the “you” perspective. You sigh again.
He turns the sandwich on to a serving plate and heads over the fridge. “Few try this,” he announces, “but I genuinely enjoy the grilled sandwich chilled. Done, in the fridge. You allow the cheese to set, go for a hit, come back. Perfect. Sandwich is perfect.”
Alright, let’s try it like this. How about we cover the cricket bit to begin with? Little treat for reading until now. And while there may be just six weeks until the initial match, Labuschagne’s century against the Tasmanian side – his third of the summer in various games – feels significantly impactful.
This is an Aussie opening batsmen badly short of performance and method, revealed against the South African team in the WTC final, exposed again in the Caribbean afterwards. Labuschagne was omitted during that series, but on some level you felt Australia were desperate to rehabilitate him at the soonest moment. Now he looks to have given them the perfect excuse.
Here is a strategy Australia must implement. Khawaja has one century in his recent 44 batting efforts. Konstas looks hardly a Test opener and more like the handsome actor who might play a Test opener in a Indian film. Other candidates has made a cogent case. One contender looks finished. Harris is still inexplicably hanging around, like dust or mold. Meanwhile their captain, Cummins, is hurt and suddenly this seems like a surprisingly weak team, lacking strength or equilibrium, the kind of natural confidence that has often given Australia a lead before a ball is bowled.
Enter Marnus: a leading Test player as just two years ago, just left out from the ODI side, the right person to bring stability to a fragile lineup. And we are advised this is a composed and reflective Labuschagne now: a simplified, no-frills Labuschagne, less extremely focused with small details. “I believe I have really stripped it back,” he said after his hundred. “Not overthinking, just what I must score runs.”
Of course, this is doubted. In all likelihood this is a new approach that exists just in Labuschagne’s personal view: still constantly refining that method from all day, going further toward simplicity than anyone else would try. Like basic approach? Marnus will spend months in the practice sessions with advisors and replays, completely transforming into the simplest player that has ever existed. This is simply the trait of the obsessed, and the characteristic that has always made Labuschagne one of the deeply fascinating sportsmen in the sport.
Maybe before this highly uncertain England-Australia contest, there is even a type of interesting contrast to Labuschagne’s constant dedication. For England we have a side for whom any kind of analysis, let alone self-analysis, is a forbidden topic. Trust your gut. Stay in the moment. Live in the instant.
On the opposite side you have a batsman like Labuschagne, a player utterly absorbed with the game and magnificently unbothered by others’ opinions, who observes cricket even in the gaps in the game, who handles this unusual pursuit with precisely the amount of quirky respect it deserves.
This approach succeeded. During his shamanic phase – from the time he walked out to come in for a hurt the senior batsman at Lord’s in 2019 to until late 2022 – Labuschagne found a way to see the game with greater insight. To access it – through pure determination – on a higher, weirder, more frenzied level. During his stint in English county cricket, teammates would find him on the game day resting on a bench in a meditative condition, mentally rehearsing all balls of his batting stint. As per cricket statisticians, during the early stages of his career a surprisingly high number of chances were missed when he batted. In some way Labuschagne had predicted events before anyone had a chance to influence it.
Perhaps this was why his performance dipped the time he achieved top ranking. There were no further goals to picture, just a empty space before his eyes. Furthermore – he lost faith in his signature shot, got stuck in his crease and seemed to lose awareness of his stumps. But it’s all the same thing. Meanwhile his trainer, D’Costa, thinks a attention to shorter formats started to undermine belief in his positioning. Encouragingly: he’s now excluded from the one-day team.
No doubt it’s important, too, that Labuschagne is a man of deep religious faith, an evangelical Christian who holds that this is all preordained, who thus sees his task as one of accessing this state of flow, no matter how mysterious it may seem to the rest of us.
This, to my mind, has long been the key distinction between him and the other batsman, a inherently talented player
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