There are plenty of reasons why batting was easy, the pitch was flat, the ball didn’t swing, the ball didn’t spin as much as the Sky commentators seemed to be praying it would, and the English attack was flat.
But the main reason was that Ricky Ponting was so dogged and determined that there was no getting past him. It was, if I may enter a new cricket phrase into the vernacular, a **** you hundred. The definition: a middle finger to any doubters he has, to the opposition if they get on his nerves, and to the media who is questioning his boys. It is his way of screaming **** you; an artist uses his brush, a singer uses his throat and Ricky uses the bat. It comes from pure frustration and anger, but usually looks good to those who watch. He brings them out when something really gets to him.
Hehe, the 'f*** you hundred', I like it
