Labuschagne evenly coats butter on the top and bottom of a slice of plain bread. “That’s the secret,” he states as he brings down the lid of his grilled cheese press. “Perfect. Then you get it golden on the outside.” He opens the grill to reveal a toasted delight of ideal crispiness, the melted cheese happily sizzling within. “So this is the trick of the trade,” he announces. At which point, he does something shocking and odd.
Already, it’s clear a layer of boredom is beginning to form across your eyes. The red lights of overly fancy prose are flashing wildly. You’re no doubt informed that Labuschagne made 160 runs for Queensland Bulls this week and is being eagerly promoted for an national team comeback before the Ashes.
You likely wish to read more about that. But first – you now realise with an anguished sigh – you’re going to have to sit through a section of wobbling whimsy about grilled cheese, plus an additional unnecessary part of self-referential analysis in the “you” perspective. You feel resigned.
Labuschagne flips the sandwich on to a plate and moves toward the fridge. “It’s uncommon,” he states, “but I actually like the cold toastie. There, in the fridge. You let the cheese firm up, go bat, come back. Alright. Toastie’s ready to go.”
Look, let’s try it like this. Shall we get the match details out of the way first? Little treat for making it this far. And while there may only be six weeks until the first Test, Labuschagne’s 100 runs against the Tigers – his third this season in all cricket – feels importantly timed.
Here’s an Australian top order seriously lacking form and structure, exposed by the South African team in the World Test Championship final, exposed again in the Caribbean afterwards. Labuschagne was omitted during that trip, but on some level you gathered Australia were eager to bring him back at the first opportunity. Now he appears to have given them the perfect excuse.
Here is a strategy Australia must implement. The opener has one century in his recent 44 batting efforts. Sam Konstas looks less like a Test match opener and rather like the good-looking star who might act as a batsman in a Bollywood movie. None of the alternatives has shown convincing form. Nathan McSweeney looks cooked. Harris is still inexplicably hanging around, like dust or mold. Meanwhile their skipper, the pace bowler, is hurt and suddenly this seems like a surprisingly weak team, missing authority or balance, the kind of natural confidence that has often helped Australia dominate before a ball is bowled.
Enter Marnus: a world No 1 Test batter as just two years ago, recently omitted from the ODI side, the ideal candidate to return structure to a brittle empire. And we are advised this is a calmer and more meditative Labuschagne now: a streamlined, back-to-basics Labuschagne, not as extremely focused with small details. “It seems I’ve really stripped it back,” he said after his hundred. “Not really too technical, just what I need to bat effectively.”
Naturally, nobody truly believes this. Probably this is a new approach that exists just in Labuschagne’s mind: still endlessly adjusting that approach from all day, going more back to basics than anyone else would try. You want less technical? Marnus will take time in the nets with trainers and footage, completely transforming into the most basic batsman that has ever been seen. This is simply the quality of the focused, and the characteristic that has consistently made Labuschagne one of the highly engaging cricketers in the cricket.
Perhaps before this very open historic rivalry, there is even a type of appealing difference to Labuschagne’s constant dedication. On England’s side we have a squad for whom detailed examination, not to mention self-review, is a risky subject. Go with instinct. Be where the ball is. Embrace the current.
For Australia you have a batsman like Labuschagne, a player completely dedicated with cricket and totally indifferent by public perception, who finds cricket even in the spaces between the cricket, who approaches this quirky game with precisely the amount of quirky respect it deserves.
And it worked. During his intense period – from the time he walked out to come in for a hurt the senior batsman at Lord’s Cricket Ground in 2019 to through 2022 – Labuschagne was able to see the game with greater insight. To reach it – through pure determination – on a elevated, strange, passionate tier. During his stint in club cricket, teammates would find him on the day of a match positioned on a seat in a trance-like state, actually imagining each delivery of his batting stint. As per the analytics firm, during the initial period of his career a surprisingly high proportion of catches were missed when he batted. In some way Labuschagne had intuited what would happen before fielders could respond to influence it.
It’s possible this was why his career began to disintegrate the time he achieved top ranking. There were no worlds left to visualise, just a boundless, uncharted void before his eyes. Also – to be fair – he began doubting his cover drive, got unable to move forward and seemed to forget where his off-stump was. But it’s all the same thing. Meanwhile his mentor, D’Costa, reckons a attention to shorter formats started to undermine belief in his positioning. 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 role as one of reaching this optimal zone, however enigmatic and inexplicable it may appear to the rest of us.
This, to my mind, has consistently been the main point of difference between him and the other batsman, a more naturally gifted player