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... you can understand why English cricket fans took Flintoff to their hearts. Flintoff has a touch of the Both about him. Maybe not in terms of talent or achievement, but, as you remarked, in his personality. A larger than life character who could lift the rest of the team by his sheer will, even if he could be extremely charmless in the process. As much a talisman as a player. As far as Botham was concerned his performance was less important than his presence in the years following 1981. And don't forget, Both was a shit captain too.
Assuming you're too young to remember 1981 first hand (I do - middle age has it's consolations) it's impossible to overstate the shock of the Australian team at their Headingley defeat (or to underestimate Botham's achievement), and the consequent psychological advantage any England team enjoyed when it had Botham in it. Naturally English fans will always be looking back - that's the way of sports fans. Would we like a new Botham? That would be nice. Would you fancy a new Bradman?
It never ceases to amaze me how superstitious sports fans can be. Normally rational people, some of them even university educated, will start to act like druids to try to appease the Gods of victory. Lucky shirts, lucky underwear, lucky coins, lucky cups, pre-match rituals, etc, etc. I well remember ceremonially burning a picture of Diego Maradona in a friend's garden before the 1990 World Cup. Given that, a love affair with Flintoff sounds quite logical. And I hope the story about him throwing eggs at David Blane as he was starving himself over the Thames is true.
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