The Australian batsman evenly coats butter on both sides of a slice of white bread. “That’s the secret,” he tells the camera as he lowers the lid of his toastie maker. “Boom. Then you get it crisp on each side.” He opens the grill to reveal a golden square of ideal crispiness, the gooey cheese happily melting inside. “Here’s the key technique,” he explains. At which point, he does something unexpected and strange.
At this stage, it’s clear a layer of boredom is beginning to form across your eyes. The red lights of sportswriting pretension are flashing wildly. You’re no doubt informed that Labuschagne made 160 runs for Queensland Bulls this week and is being widely discussed for an national team comeback before the Ashes.
No doubt you’d prefer to read more about his performance. But first – you now realise with an anguished sigh – you’re going to have to sit through three paragraphs of wobbling whimsy about toasties, plus an further tangential section of tiresome meta‑deconstruction in the “you” perspective. You groan once more.
He turns the sandwich on to a dish and moves toward the fridge. “It’s uncommon,” he remarks, “but I actually like the grilled sandwich chilled. There, in the fridge. You get that cheese to harden up, head to practice, come back. Alright. Toastie’s ready to go.”
Okay, to cut to the chase. How about we cover the cricket bit out of the way first? Small reward for reading until now. And while there may be just six weeks until the initial match, Labuschagne’s hundred against the Tigers – his third this season in all formats – feels significantly impactful.
This is an Aussie opening batsmen seriously lacking consistency and technique, shown up by South Africa in the Test championship decider, exposed again in the following Caribbean tour. Labuschagne was left out during that tour, but on some level you felt Australia were desperate to rehabilitate him at the soonest moment. Now he seems to have given them the ideal reason.
Here is a approach the team should follow. The opener has one century in his last 44 knocks. The young batsman looks less like a Test match opener and more like the attractive performer who might act as a batsman in a Bollywood movie. Other candidates has presented a strong argument. One contender looks finished. Another option is still oddly present, like moths or damp. Meanwhile their skipper, the pace bowler, is injured and suddenly this feels like a weirdly lightweight side, lacking authority or balance, the kind of built-in belief that has often put Australia 2-0 up before a match begins.
Here comes Labuschagne: a world No 1 Test batter as recently as 2023, recently omitted from the ODI side, the ideal candidate to restore order to a brittle empire. And we are informed this is a composed and reflective Labuschagne currently: a streamlined, no-frills Labuschagne, less intensely fixated with small details. “I feel like I’ve really cut out extras,” he said after his hundred. “Not overthinking, just what I need to make runs.”
Of course, this is doubted. Probably this is a rebrand that exists entirely in Labuschagne’s personal view: still constantly refining that technique from all day, going deeper into fundamentals than any player has attempted. Prefer simplicity? Marnus will take time in the practice sessions with trainers and footage, thoroughly reshaping his game into the most basic batsman that has ever played. That’s the trait of the obsessed, and the trait that has consistently made Labuschagne one of the deeply fascinating sportsmen in the sport.
It could be before this inscrutably unpredictable England-Australia contest, there is even a sort of pleasing dissonance to Labuschagne’s endless focus. In England we have a side for whom technical study, especially personal critique, is a kind of dangerous taboo. Feel the flavours. Focus on the present. Smell the now.
On the opposite side you have a individual like Labuschagne, a player completely dedicated with cricket and wonderfully unconcerned by others’ opinions, who sees cricket even in the spaces between the cricket, who approaches this quirky game with exactly the level of odd devotion it requires.
This approach succeeded. During his intense period – from the instant he appeared to substitute for an injured Smith at Lord’s Cricket Ground in 2019 to through 2022 – Labuschagne somehow managed to see the game on another level. To access it – through sheer intensity of will – on a different, unusual, intense plane. During his days playing club cricket, colleagues noticed him on the morning of a game positioned on a seat in a meditative condition, actually imagining all balls of his time at the crease. Per cricket statisticians, during the initial period of his career a statistically unfathomable number of chances were dropped off his bat. Remarkably Labuschagne had predicted events before fielders could respond to affect it.
It’s possible this was why his form started to decline the time he achieved top ranking. There were no worlds left to visualise, just a boundless, uncharted void before his eyes. Furthermore – he stopped trusting his favorite stroke, got trapped on the crease and seemed to forget where his off-stump was. But it’s connected really. Meanwhile his trainer, his coach, believes a attention to shorter formats started to erode confidence in his alignment. Encouragingly: he’s recently omitted from the one-day team.
No doubt it’s important, too, that Labuschagne is a strongly faithful person, an evangelical Christian who believes that this is all basically written out in advance, who thus sees his job as one of accessing this state of flow, no matter how mysterious it may look to the ordinary people.
This, to my mind, has consistently been the key distinction between him and Steve Smith, a inherently talented player
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