England hit by collective Stresscothick

By John Cheeran
If you feel Indians are the worst offenders on cricket field, just think of what Andrew Flintoff and company did in Adelaide on Tuesday.
After declaring their first innings at 551 for six, England lost the second Test of the Ashes series in Adeliade by six wickets. With India in South Africa there was no hope in the one-day series. The fact that England lost their heads and the test, after dominating for long stretches, is simply flabbergasting.
Certainly, the day was hotter than the first four and the pitch was more mischievous.
But none expected England to collapse they way did.
I, however, forgive Flintoff and his army.
But how could I forgive The Daily Telegraph’s celebrated writer Martin Johnson?
For Johnson had written on Monday’s paper that “In a week when an 83-year old has just been breathalysed and suspended for two years as part of a crusade to stamp out drinking in lawn bowling competitions, it may not be long before Pietersen v McGrath or Warne is officially declared illegal after violent demonstrations from members of the League Against Cruel Sports.”
On Tuesday, at Adelaide, it was the ageing Aussie legends Shane Warne and Glenn McGrath that hammered the nails on England’s coffin. And England, hit by a collective Stresscothick, now needs the help Sigmund Freud’s help to fix them for Perth.
Cricket can make asses of all of us.