Slam Dunc!

Just when — finally finally finally in the aftermath of The Ashes 2005 — you thought it was safe to engage in conversation with an Antipodean type, along comes another test series and an opportunity for the Australians to 'settle our hash'. And what a mortifyingly clinical, ruthless, merciless job they did of us. If we'd had any sense following the 2005 win, we'd have called a big press conference and stated pure and simple that this victory was our final word on the subject of cricket. Job done, Ashes residing in rightful place, no need to play the game any more. They might have called us names but they wouldn't have been able to systematically dismantle us in front of the entire cricketing world.

I blame that bloated South African fella and I'm not talking about Kevin Pietersen. OK, so when Duncan Fletcher took over in 1999 England were the worst Test side in the world, having just lost at home to New bloody Zealand. Fletcher put us back on the world map again. People say we should be grateful. And he did mastermind our Ashes win didn't he? The main problem I've got with Duncan Fletcher is I just don't like the look of him. He looks shifty, like he gets up to no good in the privacy of his own home. Anyway, he's done his tour of duty for British sport, thanks mate but time to clear off and let Boycott take over. And that's bound to happen.....

What do you think? Should he stay or should he go? Fletcher to stay * Flecther to go *