A recent addition to the list of pointless things to attempt in this short life: trying to make sense of James Neesham's international cricket career.

Because we're humans, we tend to take comfort in things we can easily predict. We like orderly lines. In sport, we like plotting points between the start and the end of a career to see a broad arc.

But Neesham's line is not just blurred, it's like the map of London's Underground as drawn by a three-year-old.


Just three days prior to his timely 5-31 intervention against Afghanistan, Neesham conceded 24 runs