As the dust — and there was plenty of it — settled on the First Test yesterday the cry went out all over Australia. The Ashes series needs a curator of carnage.
True, the appeal was made within the syndicated reports of tabloid newspapers but it may as well have been placed in the situations vacant columns by the International Cricket Council.
The job, far from being connected with the lead role in Night at the Museum 3, refers to a groundsman willing to produce a spicy pitch that might yield a result other than a draw to put the rubber back on track. For all the monumental individual achievements in the opening match of the series at Brisbane the match as a whole can be viewed as a failure for Test cricket.
In the course of five days, 22 wickets fell, only one each on the last two days when pitches are supposed to deteriorate. That the Gabba pitch was prepared by Kevin Mitchell, by common consent the country's most accomplished curator of pitches, does not augur well for the next four matches.
The last thing that Test cricket needs in a world of Twenty20 is a series of draws that are virtually pre-determined.
The Adelaide Oval, where the Second Test begins on Friday, has a reputation for being flat rivalled only by X Factor participants.
The worry now is simply that the bowlers of both sides will struggle to take 20 opposition wickets between them to win a match, any match.
Australia's problems are probably greater having taken one English wicket in 152 overs at the Gabba. The selectors responded immediately by adding two fast bowlers to the XI who played in the First Test, Ryan Harris and Doug Bollinger.
There is a tendency on both sides in this series to give the bowlers more credit than they deserve or have earned. But bowling is tough work on benign pitches against batsmen whose technologically advanced tools of trade enable them to hit the ball harder and longer.
At the Gabba, as two partnerships of more than 300 were compiled, many must have questioned their choice of occupation. Careers advisers themselves ought to be advised to tell any young shaver who comes in asking how they can go about becoming a bowler that they are being bloody daft and should try something easier like ending world poverty.
It was still slightly surprising to hear Ricky Ponting, the Australia captain, laud Harris so highly.
“The fact that he has had such success at international cricket means he's one of those guys that just has to be playing,” he said.
This made Harris sound like one at the apex of a glittering career who will soon assume his place with the other sporting gods on Mount Olympus.
Harris is a low-slung bowl all day type of bowler with a skiddy style, a stocky physique and a temperament to match. But when Ponting referred to his pedigree he was talking about a bowler of 31 who has played 17 one-day internationals and two Test matches.
The figures are impressive. In the short game he has taken five wickets in an innings three times, once at The Oval last summer when England were sleep walking under the lights. His Test matches have yielded nine wickets but then England bowlers have also enjoyed themselves against New Zealand.
Harris is a yeoman cricketer who bats adequately too, but there was a reason he remained unselected at international level until he was 30. Others were better.
Whatever Ponting said, Harris is not Glenn McGrath and Dennis Lillee rolled into one. Nor is Bollinger, or Peter Siddle, or Ben Hilfenhaus. Mitchell Johnson might have been but something is happening there which may need more than a few intensive coaching sessions to rectify.