Shane Warne wanted to make every single ball an event. He would stand at the top of his mark, letting the clock tick and the batsman sweat. Those 22 yards were his domain, none more so than that of the Melbourne Cricket Ground, his home ground and host to a funeral that surely could have waited.
It was a star-studded if somewhat incongruous affair. The last time I saw Elton John perform at a memorial service, Princess Diana was being laid to rest. The music at the MCG was less “I vow to thee, my country” and more Eighties classics, but then again, the G is to Australian Cricket what Westminster Abbey is to the Anglican Church.
