Any takers for Champions League T20?

The tournament is like an inflated boil on an already obese calendar.

CLT20: Damp Squib
The Champions League T20 is in full swing. Or is it? The semifinals stage has been reached with washouts and the poor performance of IPL teams serving as pathetic highlights. But what else can be expected of a tournament sandwiched thoughtlessly between two ends of a hectic international calendar? The Guardian's weekly free email - The Spin - considers the reasons, aside from the obvious, that have made this event a colossal bore. Describing it as pointless and overblown, the write up predicts a soggy and sodden end for the CLT20, a tournament that may have been a good idea at one point, but is no longer so.

Of course, most people's minds are made up about this, so much so that it is hard to think of a more unpopular cause in the cricketing calendar. The CLT20 remains an unloved and unlovely thing, albeit a remarkable achievement in its own right as a cricket competition that manages to make even the cricket-obsessed, the cricket-compulsive, the cricket-crazed think to themselves, hmm, maybe there's just a bit too much cricket on at the moment.

One of the main objections is a simple nausea of excess. This is a Mr Creosote of a competition, a final Twenty20 wafer crammed in on top of the six-month grande bouffe of IPL, domestic Twenty20, touring international Twenty20 and of course World Twenty20. Surveying it through the debris of scattered ribs and exploded spleen, the Champions League seems not just pointless, and overblown. It also looks wonkily run, poorly structured, misleadingly named. Not just a dramatic failure, a three-week competition that still somehow expires in a mishmash of chilly and sodden dead rubbers,