Meet Mike Hussey.

He’s 34 years young and bats at number 4 for the Australian cricket team. He’s played 46 Tests for his country, countless one day internationals and a score of Twenty20 matches.

Importantly, he has a sort-of-cool (in a Wheels from Degrassi Junior High kinda way) nickname in “Mr Cricket” and he feasts on making runs. He needs runs to survive. He’s like a shark. If he doesn’t score runs his momentum stops. He dies.

Wheels (left), sporting an 80s Footscray jersey (Ha!) and Mr Cricket (right) -- same but different.
Wheels (left), sporting an 80s Footscray jersey (Ha!) and Mr Cricket (right) -- same but different.

He’s the zany uncle of the Australian cricket team who really isn’t that zany at all. But he is also steel personified. Chuck Norris is scared of him.

If they made a movie of Mike Hussey’s life, Morgan Freeman would play him.

Mr Cricket’s been under the pump in recent years for having all his form desert him (it went to Queensland for the warm weather). His head has been called for and because of that, somewhere, a fairy died. Mr Cricket was set to become Mr Cricket (ret.).

But then Mike Hussey saved Australia.

Today he scored a magnificent century in the second innings of the Sydney Test against Pakistan to potentially save the match for Australia.

Like water buffaloes love First Dog on the Moon, I love Mr Cricket.