Saying Sorry Too Much: How to Break the Pattern
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- By Katherine Foster
- 07 Mar 2026
Marnus carefully spreads butter on the top and bottom of a slice of plain bread. “That’s the secret,” he states as he lowers the lid of his sandwich grill. “Perfect. Then you get it golden on each side.” He opens the grill to reveal a perfectly browned of delicious perfection, the bubbling cheese happily melting inside. “And that’s the trick of the trade,” he explains. At which point, he does something horrific and unspeakable.
Already, it’s clear a sense of disinterest is beginning to appear in your eyes. The red lights of sportswriting pretension are going off. You’re probably aware that Labuschagne made 160 runs for his state team this week and is being feverishly talked up for an return to the Test side before the Ashes series.
You likely wish to read more about cricket matters. But first – you now understand with frustration – you’re going to have to sit through several lines of wobbling whimsy about toasted sandwiches, plus an extra unwanted bonus paragraph of tiresome meta‑deconstruction in the direct address. You sigh again.
Labuschagne flips the sandwich on to a serving plate and walks across the fridge. “It’s uncommon,” he remarks, “but I personally prefer the cold toastie. There, in the fridge. You allow the cheese to set, head to practice, come back. Alright. Sandwich is perfect.”
Okay, to cut to the chase. How about we cover the cricket bit out of the way first? Small reward for making it this far. And while there may still be six weeks until the series opener, Labuschagne’s 100 runs against the Tasmanian side – his third this season in all cricket – feels quietly decisive.
Here’s an Aussie opening batsmen clearly missing form and structure, shown up by the Proteas in the World Test Championship final, highlighted further in the West Indies after that. Labuschagne was dropped during that trip, but on some level you gathered Australia were keen to restore him at the earliest chance. Now he appears to have given them the perfect excuse.
This represents a strategy Australia must implement. The opener has just one 100 in his past 44 innings. The young batsman looks less like a Test opener and closer to the good-looking star who might play a Test opener in a Indian film. No other options has presented a strong argument. Nathan McSweeney looks cooked. Marcus Harris is still inexplicably hanging around, like moths or damp. Meanwhile their skipper, the pace bowler, is unfit and suddenly this seems like a surprisingly weak team, missing authority or balance, the kind of natural confidence that has often given Australia a lead before a ball is bowled.
Here comes Labuschagne: a world No 1 Test batter as recently as 2023, just left out from the 50-over squad, the ideal candidate to restore order to a shaky team. And we are informed this is a calmer and more meditative Labuschagne currently: a streamlined, back-to-basics Labuschagne, less intensely fixated with small details. “I believe I have really stripped it back,” he said after his hundred. “Not really too technical, just what I need to make runs.”
Naturally, nobody truly believes this. Probably this is a new approach that exists just in Labuschagne’s own head: still furiously stripping down that method from dawn to dusk, going more back to basics than anyone has ever dared. Like basic approach? Marnus will take time in the nets with trainers and footage, thoroughly reshaping his game into the simplest player that has ever been seen. That’s the nature of the addict, and the trait that has long made Labuschagne one of the highly engaging sportsmen in the sport.
Perhaps before this inscrutably unpredictable historic rivalry, there is even a type of interesting contrast to Labuschagne’s endless focus. On England’s side we have a squad for whom technical study, not to mention self-review, is a forbidden topic. Feel the flavours. Stay in the moment. Live in the instant.
For Australia you have a individual like Labuschagne, a man completely dedicated with the sport and magnificently unbothered by public perception, who finds cricket even in the spaces between the cricket, who handles this unusual pursuit with precisely the amount of odd devotion it demands.
This approach succeeded. During his shamanic phase – from the instant he appeared to substitute for an injured Smith at Lord’s in 2019 to until late 2022 – Labuschagne found a way to see the game more deeply. To tap into it – through sheer intensity of will – on a higher, weirder, more frenzied level. During his stint in English county cricket, teammates would find him on the morning of a game sitting on a park bench in a meditative condition, mentally rehearsing each delivery of his batting stint. According to cricket statisticians, during the early stages of his career a unusually large number of chances were missed when he batted. Remarkably Labuschagne had predicted events before anyone had a chance to influence it.
Perhaps this was why his form started to decline the time he achieved top ranking. There were no worlds left to visualise, just a empty space before his eyes. Additionally – he began doubting his favorite stroke, got unable to move forward and seemed to lose awareness of his stumps. But it’s all the same thing. Meanwhile his coach, D’Costa, thinks a attention to shorter formats started to erode confidence in his technique. Good news: he’s just been dropped from the one-day team.
Surely it matters, too, that Labuschagne is a devoutly religious individual, an committed Christian who thinks that this is all predetermined, who thus sees his task as one of achieving this peak performance, however enigmatic and inexplicable it may appear to the ordinary people.
This, to my mind, has consistently been the primary contrast between him and Smith, a more naturally gifted player
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