Assassination leads to the down fall of Victorian civilisation

Every Victorian fan knew the collapse was coming.

We have done it all year, it wasn't abou to change now.

We knew that without Hussey to slap them around the NSWelsh would be able to plug away for long enough until the longest tail of all time was exposed.

White, was set up beautifully by Clark, very similar to how he set up Sehwag, but what hurt about it was that White was just starti8ng to look good.

Then Hodge, fu©ken Hodgey, padded up to MacGill from around the wicket and the stumps were damaged.

Crosthwaite, the x man, was gone before I’d even realised he was in, edging to his enemy behind the stumps.

Then sizzling Siddle came in, predictably Lee came straight on, and payback was swift, merciless and very unlike Lee.

Lee hit him with a beauty, Siddle laughed, Lee sledged Siddle smiled.

Next ball Lee bowled a ball that would have dethroated a number 112, instead it flicked sizzle’s shoulder and he was given out before Haddin completed the catch.

Then the Facebook kid McGain came out, you could see he wanted to get behind the ball, but out of love for his son, he couldn’t quite get there. Eventually Lee bowled a straight one and McGoo was put out of his misery.

Harwood came out next, and Lee tried to kill him as well, he batted ok for a moment or two, before cutting an obvious front foot no ball to gully.

Then Dirty Dirk came in, he stood right in behind the ball, perhaps because he wasn’t quick enough to move out of the way. Then he got hit with a straight one.

All out, and now we are in more trouble than a white DJ capping a black woman a nappy haired ho.

Lee who bowled tripe all day, ok not tripe, but not great, seemed to be saving himself for Peter Sizzle, and he tore the tail apart.

MacGill got the important wicket of Hodge, and he bowled really well from beginning to end.

Clark worked over Jewell and White like a seasoned pro, and Bracken bowled ok.

Beau Casson was not required.

Michael Clarke was the sniper on the grassy fu©ken knoll.