This blog was started in 2005, shortly after Australia lost the Ashes for the first time in over 11,000 years. It was, as the original tag line stated, a salute to 'the inevitable demise of the Australian cricket team'. The tag was later changed, as Little Captain Punter unveiled his true leadership skills, to 'the ongoing demise of the Australian cricket team'.
Now, with the Australian Test team losing the Ashes again and firmly ensconced in the mid-rankings, I feel as though the journey is complete.
We have chronicled Australia's descent into Test mediocrity (for, on this blog at least, Test cricket retains its primacy and ODI Champions Trophy victories and the like are disregarded). Now they'll either a) descend to Bangladesh-Zimbabwe-Windies levels, which would start to tip from funny to sad, b) maintain their current standards, which is boring or c) return to the top, which is even more boring.
So that's all. A little four year pocket of Little Captain Punter-led idiocy. That shall be this blog's legacy. I may come back with more posts in the future, if something particularly stupid strikes me. But I wouldn't bet on it.
So farewell Little Captain Punter. Goodbye Pupshark. Adios Mitchell's Johnson, House of Hilf and Peter Siddle In The Middle. Safe journey, Brett Scarecrow Lee. Get better soon, Mr Cricket. To Has-Been Haddin, Cryin' Shane Watson, Nathan 'Ho' Hauritz and all the rest, the best of luck to y'all. You're gonna need it.
And Jessica Bratich? I think I'll miss you most of all...