And an arse falls out. Someone should tell Matthew Hayden to try and blend into the scenery if he ever sees a tape recorder or a microphone in the vicinity.
“When you get to my age, you get to a point where the next 12 months is a long, long way away.”
Not all of it, surely Matthew? Okay, we can see that next October’s quite a way away. But December? That’s not long away. Tomorrow? That’s fairly near. One second’s time? That’s already gone. Does that second seem a long, long way in the past now, Matthew?
“But having said that, I’ve been really process-driven right throughout my career. It’s all been about how I was going to present myself for this Test and whether I was in good shape to play it. I feel like both of those are crossed off.”
You heard it from the man himself: Matthew Hayden is process-driven.
We can only presume that the process that’s driving him is the one he’s going through in order to become the biggest guff-talking tool in human history.
We’ll miss Hayden when he goes. He’s like a lightning rod for all our blind fury.