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The Spin | Cruel mistress cricket may not grant Jimmy Anderson a fitting finale
After England dropped the evergreen paceman, an ending via rueful social media post feels as likely as a Lord’s shoulder hoist
If you scroll down Jimmy Anderson’s Instagram page, it is hard not to notice that he is a man in fine physical fettle. Among the de rigueur golf days and regular gym sessions there are shots of Anderson on a windswept beach, running and stuff, looking healthy and flogging vitamin supplements.
It’s almost as if Big Vita want you to think that you, too – yes you in your crumb-flecked joggers, you with your lapsed gym membership, your lame excuses, your two KitKat Chunkies in front of MasterChef of an evening – you could be as lithe and lean as Jimmy if only you popped down a 2mg pill of first-pressing cod livers each day. Well, yeah right, dream on. Anderson is 39 years old and in phenomenal nick. He has spent more than half of his life as a professional sportsman, training, nutritioning, focused and committed to his goal. That 20 years of graft has seen him become England’s all-time record wicket-taker in Test cricket. You took the bins out last night, big whoop.
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