Update - 8pm: A Current Affair has reported that Clarke has ended his relationship with Bingle. Read the news.com.au report here.
I’ve been thinking for a while now that the Australian cricket team and the huge machinery around it contained a bunch of over-paid, under-developed, spoiled brats happily trapped in a pre-feminist world, but today really tipped it over the edge for me.

It’s clear the cricket mob is not coping with the loss of the good old days when wives maintained a dignified presence at home for 10 months of the year while their husbands traveled their way around the world safely cocooned in the mantra “what goes on tour stays on tour.”
According to Peter Roebuck, Robert Craddock, Mark Waugh, and just about every other bloke with an opinion on this, Lara Bingle didn’t get the memo that it’s her job to stay at home and play a “quiet, dignified supporting role.”
On the front page of the SMH Roebuck spelled out his phobia of a “femme fatale” such as Lara, saying: “Beauty and danger are a potent combination.”
“As far as Australian cricket is concerned the problem is the instability this relationship causes. By now gilded youth ought to have given way to adult sensibility. On this occasion, Bingle was grievously wronged. Apparently some dill thought it amusing to pass around pictures of her emerging from a shower. But nothing in her life suggests she has ever emerged from the chrysalis of youthful beauty.”
Michael Clarke’s role in all this according to the cricket crowd? He’s “besotted.” And by extension, his actions are beyond his own control. The future captain of the Australian Cricket team is whipped by his hot girlfriend, and cricket’s world view is shaken to the core.
Amazing isn’t it. All these grown men threatened by a 22-year-old model from the Shire with expensive taste and low self-esteem.
Most of the commentary about this has hinged on a 20-year-old quote from Allan Border: “If you want to go the long journey in cricket you either have to have a smooth relationship or be single – anything in between is a nightmare.”
The smoothness of the relationship, however, seems to rest on the shoulders of the woman at home. The “dignified”, “supportive”, “low profile”, woman.
God forbid the cricket star be forced to be supportive in return (with Roebuck’s exception in the case of “family loss or devastating illness – sometimes he is allowed to attend a birth.)
The consequences of this new threat to cricket – wives who aren’t so dignified and supportive – can be dire. Just ask Brett Lee.
His career never fully recovered after the break down of his marriage, which in a very un-cricket-like fashion involved claims of infidelity by his then-wife – not the way these things are supposed to happen.
So Clarke has been dispatched to his $6 million apartment to boot out the woman he loves because she’s just not cricket.
Best find yourself a nice plain, quiet, tolerant girl son – if you want to captain your country.
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