A Test of Grit and Glory: Sri Lanka's Sensational Victory Against Pakistan

In a contest that would etch itself into the annals of cricket history, Sri Lanka emerged victorious by a thrilling two-wicket margin, chasing down 220 runs against Pakistan in a pulsating finish. This encounter, laden with twists of fate, near-misses, and relentless determination, remains a testament to the unyielding spirit of the Sri Lankan team.

The drama began with Sri Lanka winning the toss, opting to bowl first in what was to become a captivating Test match. Pakistan's fortunes fluctuated on an extraordinary first day. Their batting lineup, initially in decent shape at 135 for 4, collapsed in rapid succession to be bowled out for just 182, their lowest score at home against Sri Lanka. The formidable duo of Muttiah Muralitharan and Chaminda Wickremasinghe wreaked havoc, spinning Pakistan’s batsmen into disarray. To make matters worse for the home side, Wasim Akram, their star bowler, was forced to limp off the field after just 13 deliveries, nursing a groin injury. This left Pakistan with only three front-line bowlers, a significant handicap in the face of Sri Lanka's attacking lineup.

But amidst adversity, the heart of Pakistan's resistance came in the form of their ever-determined spinners, most notably Saqlain Mushtaq. Despite suffering from dehydration, Saqlain bowled 33 overs in one unbroken spell, switching ends only to maintain his rhythm. His heroics on the fifth day underscored the sheer resilience of Pakistan's resolve. Yet, it was not enough to curb the steady march of Sri Lanka's batsmen.

The Dominance of de Silva

On the second day, Sri Lanka's response to Pakistan's vulnerability was both clinical and stylish, led by the composed Aravinda de Silva. His graceful 112 was the backbone of Sri Lanka's innings. Batting for more than six hours, de Silva faced a taxing 276 balls, caressing the ball to the boundary 12 times. Together with Aravinda Ranatunga, who was dropped early on by Moin Khan but made full use of his second chance, they put together a monumental 129-run partnership for the fifth wicket. Ranatunga, ever the strategist, played an innings of tactical brilliance, crafting a vital knock while nursing a broken thumb—a feat of immense courage and resilience.

Even after de Silva’s departure, Sri Lanka’s tail wagged furiously. Vaas, with a calm but unyielding 53 not out, extended the lead, adding crucial partnerships with Zoysa and Muralitharan. The Sri Lankan total swelled to a formidable 171-run lead, setting a daunting challenge for Pakistan.

The Unlikely Hope of Pakistan

As the Test progressed, Pakistan seemed to find themselves cornered, especially after their own batting innings faltered under pressure. But cricket, in its most dramatic form, offers both despair and hope in equal measure. Saeed Anwar, the rock of Pakistan’s resistance, fought valiantly against the Lankan bowlers. He faced 219 balls, contributing a gritty 84 runs, but his defiance ended just two overs before stumps on the fourth day. Pakistan, at 148 for 4, had nudged ahead by 65 runs, yet the advantage once again tilted in Sri Lanka's favor.

Younis Khan's Dream Debut and Wasim Akram’s Resilience

On the fourth day, however, the Pakistani fightback reached new heights. It was the debut of a young Younis Khan, whose arrival in the middle would forever change the course of this match. Younis, with the composure of a seasoned veteran, displayed a remarkable level of patience and skill. His century on debut was not just a personal triumph; it was the beacon of hope that Pakistan needed. Batting for more than five hours, Younis Khan absorbed pressure, surviving two dropped catches and playing a sublime knock of 107 runs from 250 balls, striking 11 boundaries in the process. He was supported by Wasim Akram, who, despite struggling with a runner due to injury, stubbornly batted for more than three hours, contributing 79 valuable runs. Their partnership of 145 runs for the ninth wicket set a new series record and left Pakistan with a narrow lead.

But the match remained evenly poised. Muralitharan, Sri Lanka’s wizard with the ball, would eventually finish with a match-haul of eight wickets, including four crucial dismissals in the second innings. His efforts would prove pivotal in swinging the match back in Sri Lanka’s favor.

The Climactic Finish: Ranatunga's Heroics

Pakistan’s bowlers came out with a renewed sense of urgency, and Waqar Younis immediately made an impact, removing Atapattu and Arnold early. The game appeared to be slipping away from Sri Lanka when they slumped to 177 for 8, with the target of 220 still a distant dream. Yet, as long as the indomitable Ranatunga remained at the crease, Sri Lanka’s hopes were alive. Battling not only Pakistan’s bowlers but also the pain of a broken thumb, Ranatunga proved to be the heartbeat of Sri Lanka’s chase. He was joined by Kaluwitharana in a resilient 43-run stand that took Sri Lanka to the brink of victory. Despite suffering a serious injury earlier in the match, Ranatunga's grit and determination never faltered. The thrilling finish came when, with 9.1 overs remaining, Sri Lanka reached their target.

Pakistan, on the verge of a stunning win, were thwarted by moments of misfortune. A missed catch at 172 for six, when Kaluwitharana’s lofted shot off Abdur Razzaq was dropped by Waqar at mid-on, allowed Sri Lanka to escape.

A Masterclass in Leadership

The victory was completed under the inspirational leadership of Sanath Jayasuriya, who himself had played a steady innings. His first half-century as captain was crucial in settling the nerves of the team, but it was Ranatunga, like an injured tiger, who delivered the match-winning blow. Jayasuriya, reflecting on the contest, remarked, "As long as Ranatunga was there, we were convinced we could win." And win they did.

In this drama of cricketing ebbs and flows, Sri Lanka emerged victorious by sheer will, determined spirit, and the brilliance of individual performances, epitomized by the courage of a broken-handed Ranatunga. It was not just a win, but a triumph of resilience—one for the ages.

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Faisal Caesar 

New Zealand March into Another Final, South Africa Falter Yet Again

New Zealand’s enduring love affair with ICC events continued as they stormed into their seventh global final, their fourth in the ODI format, with a commanding 50-run victory over South Africa in Lahore. Their triumph was built on a record-breaking batting display, an astute tactical approach, and a well-rounded bowling effort, while South Africa, once again, found themselves on the wrong side of a semi-final heartbreak.

The Black Caps’ dominance was exemplified by the contrasting yet complementary brilliance of Rachin Ravindra and Kane Williamson. Ravindra, the fearless stroke-maker, compiled his fifth ODI century—each one curiously arriving on an ICC stage—while Williamson, the architect of New Zealand’s batting order, notched a third consecutive century against South Africa. Their second-wicket stand of 164 was a masterclass in pacing an innings: Ravindra’s urgency never allowing the bowlers to settle, while Williamson’s patience allowed him to build towards an inevitable acceleration.

Their contributions were bolstered by Daryl Mitchell and Glenn Phillips, who injected late-innings carnage with their brisk knocks of 49 each. The final push saw New Zealand amass 83 runs in the last six overs, a statement of intent that left South Africa gasping for air. By the time they had posted 326 for 6—surpassing the highest-ever Champions Trophy total—the game had already tilted decisively in their favor.

South Africa’s Familiar Failings

A target of 327 was always going to be an uphill climb, but South Africa’s fate was sealed not in their chase but in the field. Their bowling, usually a potent force, was uncharacteristically blunt. They squandered early movement, persisted with pace-on deliveries despite clear indications that pace-off was the smarter option, and committed costly errors in the field. Marco Jansen and Keshav Maharaj, both usually reliable, went wicketless, while Lungi Ngidi’s intelligent use of slower balls yielded two breakthroughs but wasn’t enough to stem the tide.

It was a performance marred by missed opportunities, most notably when Heinrich Klaasen shelled a sharp chance off Williamson on 56. South Africa's inability to capitalize on key moments only compounded their woes, allowing New Zealand to maintain their stranglehold.

In the chase, their hopes briefly flickered as Temba Bavuma and Rassie van der Dussen steadied the innings after an early setback. Both batters reached their half-centuries, taking on New Zealand’s spinners with controlled aggression. At the halfway mark, their score of 143 for 2 mirrored New Zealand’s own 143 for 1. And yet, the symmetry ended there.

Mitchell Santner, the canny left-arm spinner leading New Zealand in this campaign, broke the game open with a spell that was as much about intellect as it was about execution. Bavuma was lured into a mistimed lofted stroke, van der Dussen was undone by subtle variation, and Klaasen, South Africa’s designated destroyer, perished in a desperate bid for acceleration. As wickets tumbled, so did South Africa’s resolve.

The Inevitability of Defeat

By the 35th over, the contest had taken on a grim inevitability. With South Africa needing 170 from 90 balls and only five wickets remaining, even ESPNcricinfo’s win predictor was unsympathetic, giving them a less than 0.5% chance. David Miller fought against that statistic with a lone hand of remarkable defiance, reaching a century off the final ball of the match, a moment tinged with both personal pride and collective sorrow. His subdued cradle celebration—perhaps a tribute to his newborn son—felt eerily reminiscent of his hundred in the 2023 World Cup semi-final: a heroic effort drowned in the tide of an inevitable loss.

For South Africa, this was the ninth time they had fallen at an ICC ODI semi-final hurdle, their only triumph dating back to the inaugural Champions Trophy in 1998. The weight of history grows heavier with each stumble, and with it, the lingering questions about their temperament in high-pressure knockouts.

For New Zealand, however, the script remains one of resilience, adaptability, and quiet excellence. Twenty-five years after their last ICC ODI triumph, the dream of lifting a trophy once more is tantalizingly within reach. Come Sunday in Dubai, against an in-form Indian side, they will have their chance.

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Faisal Caesar

A Duel Deferred: Real Madrid Edge Atlético, But the Battle Remains

Football, at its highest level, is a game of measured risks, of moments seized and others carefully postponed. On a night where caution often outweighed chaos, Real Madrid edged Atlético 2-1 in the first leg of their European showdown, yet neither side left the Santiago Bernabéu with an air of finality. The duel will be decided 14 kilometres east, where the Metropolitano will serve as the stage for a reckoning—one that promises to be more explosive, more desperate, and ultimately, more decisive.

The game unfolded in phases, like a piece of theatre where each act was defined by a singular stroke of brilliance. Rodrygo, Julián Álvarez, and Brahim Díaz each etched their names onto the scoreline with goals that mirrored one another in aesthetic and execution—a subtle step inside, a curling shot beyond the outstretched fingertips of fate, the net billowing as if absorbing the inevitability of artistry.

Yet, for all the individual magic, the match was an exercise in tactical restraint. "We could not have expected to end it here," Carlo Ancelotti admitted, fully aware that a 2-1 lead is an advantage measured in degrees, not in certainties. Ever the pragmatist, Diego Simeone lamented the defensive lapses but saw promise in how his team had controlled large swathes of the encounter. "It had been very tactical," he remarked—a statement as much as a reflection of a contest played on the margins of space and patience.

A Battle of Control and Sudden Instincts

The opening moments were deceptive. Atlético, so often a team of structure and attrition, were rattled early. The first pass of real intent from Real Madrid carved them open—Fede Valverde’s simple delivery found Rodrygo, who ghosted past Javi Galán, shifted away from Clément Lenglet and curled home a sumptuous finish. In an instant, Madrid led.

For a fleeting moment, Atlético looked overwhelmed. Galán, once more, was left scrambling as Rodrygo surged into the box and went down, though the referee deemed it an embellishment rather than a foul. Vinícius then escaped on the opposite flank, forcing José María Giménez into an emergency intervention. There was a sense that, should Madrid apply sustained pressure, Atlético might crack.

But Simeone’s men did not panic. Instead, they settled into possession, occupied the midfield where Madrid had left a void, and found composure in the familiar rhythm of Rodrigo De Paul and Antoine Griezmann. Their patience was rewarded when Julián Álvarez, stationed on the left side of the area, wrestled back a loose ball, evaded Eduardo Camavinga, and lashed a ferocious strike in off the far post. The equalizer was both defiant and deserved.

The match then entered a state of equilibrium, a holding pattern of calculated moves. Atlético probed, Madrid absorbed. The game slowed, until it didn’t.

The Moment of Separation

Real Madrid’s greatest weapon is not merely their talent but their inevitability. Even when controlled, even when seemingly subdued, they lurk on the periphery of danger, waiting for the moment when the collective inertia tilts in their favour. And so it did.

Díaz, in a moment of instinctive sharpness, combined with Ferland Mendy and Vinícius before slicing away from Giménez and curling the ball home—a strike reminiscent of what had come before, yet significant in how it altered the evening’s trajectory.

Simeone, seeing the shift, responded with pragmatism. He introduced Conor Gallagher and Nahuel Molina to reclaim the midfield, then turned to defensive reinforcement in Robin Le Normand. At first glance, it was a gesture of restraint, an acknowledgement that the second leg awaited and caution must prevail. But then came a counterpunch—Ángel Correa and Alexander Sørloth, two strikers with a penchant for late-game heroics, entered the fray. Atlético were not retreating; they were recalibrating.

The Final Glimpse of Chaos

For all its tactical rigidity, the match still had room for one last chaotic flourish. In the dying moments, Kylian Mbappé should have squared for Vinícius to seal it, but Marcos Llorente intervened with a desperate lunge. Seconds later, Vinícius surged again, only for Giménez to fling himself into a last-ditch block. Madrid, tantalizingly close to a decisive third, were denied. Atlético, staring into the abyss of a heavier defeat, clung to the narrowest margin of hope.

And so, both sides emerged neither triumphant nor vanquished. The first leg had served its purpose—not as a conclusion, but as a prelude. "That could have knocked us out," Simeone admitted, his words tinged with both relief and anticipation. "Maybe that leaves the door open to hope."

Hope, however, is a fragile thing. When the second leg arrives, there will be no room for measured risks and no safety in the knowledge of a return fixture. The Metropolitano will not tolerate hesitation. This time, it will be all or nothing.

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Faisal Caesar

India March into Champions Trophy Final with Tactical Mastery Over Australia

In a hybrid system, neither Lahore nor Karachi will host but Dubai is set to host the grand finale of the Champions Trophy, and India will grace the occasion, having methodically outmanoeuvred a spirited yet inconsistent Australian side in a gripping semi-final showdown - comfortably scheduling and playing at the same venue do help,.The victory, while emphatic, was not a procession; Australia frequently flirted with ascendancy, conjuring moments that hinted at an alternate narrative. Yet, each time they threatened to wrest control, India’s tactical precision and unwavering composure wrested it back, reinforcing the fine margins that separate the great from the good in high-stakes cricket.

 Kohli’s Chemistry and India’s Calculated Pursuit

India’s success in chases often finds its anchor in Virat Kohli, and this match was no exception. The talismanic batter, already renowned for his masterful orchestration of run chases, seemed poised for yet another defining century. Having already constructed a sublime, pressure-absorbing ton earlier in the tournament against Pakistan, Kohli appeared set for an encore before an uncharacteristic swipe at a big shot curtailed his innings at 84. Despite this, his knock ensured that India’s equation boiled down to a manageable 40 off 44 balls, a scenario that Rahul and Pandya duly capitalized upon with clinical efficiency.

KL Rahul and Hardik Pandya injected a final flourish, peppering the boundary with five sixes and three fours, yet India’s triumph was not merely a function of power-hitting. Their methodical dismantling of the target was built on the bedrock of precision and urgency between the wickets. While Australia found 153 dot balls clogging their innings, India’s tally stood at a significantly lower 124. Moreover, their fleet-footed approach yielded 158 runs through running, eclipsing Australia’s 129, highlighting a deeper level of intent and control over the tempo of the chase.

Spin Dominance and the Art of Containment

India’s bowling strategy, too, was a masterclass in adaptability. While their decision to persist with a four-spinner attack initially seemed an aggressive gamble, it proved to be a measured stroke of genius. The Dubai surface, though not overtly turning, was slow and low, rendering India’s spinners—who collectively delivered a dot-ball percentage of 50%—instrumental in suffocating Australia’s batters. Unlike their Australian counterparts, who struggled with consistency and leaked runs, India’s spin quartet maintained discipline, keeping the stumps in play and tightening scoring avenues.

Despite these tactical constraints, Australia still found moments where they threatened to breach the 300-run barrier. Travis Head, who survived an early scare when Mohammed Shami spilled a caught-and-bowled chance in the first over, swiftly recovered from a sluggish start to smash 39 off 32 balls, evoking memories of his World Cup final heroics in Ahmedabad. However, his aggression proved his undoing, as he miscued a wrong’un from Varun Chakravarthy to long-off, an ill-fated attempt at immediate dominance against a bowler he had never faced before in any format.

Steven Smith, ever the craftsman, compiled an intelligent 73, employing deft manipulation of the crease to pierce the field with sweeps, drives, and lofted strokes. Yet, his luck, which had already survived two dropped chances, finally ran out when an ill-judged charge at a Shami full-toss left his stumps in disarray. That moment proved pivotal, and within five balls, Australia’s fortunes further nosedived when Glenn Maxwell, having just slog-swept Axar Patel for six, was undone by a skidding delivery that crashed into his stumps. From 198 for 4 in the 37th over, Australia found themselves abruptly reeling.

Carey’s Lone Resistance and India’s Inevitable Triumph

The flickering embers of Australian resistance found their last glow in Alex Carey, who, arriving at a perilous 144 for 4, launched an assertive counterattack. His approach was fearless—unorthodox lofts over cover, calculated reverse sweeps, and decisive footwork to exploit gaps defined his innings. His 60 off 56 balls was shaping into a potential game-changer, but a moment of audacity cost him dearly. Attempting a risky second run in the 47th over, he found himself caught short by a pinpoint direct hit from Shreyas Iyer at backward square leg—a moment emblematic of India’s relentless sharpness in the field.

From that point on, Australia’s innings unravelled rapidly, culminating in their dismissal for 264 with three balls left unutilized. It was a total that hinted at competitiveness but ultimately fell short against an Indian side whose efficiency in both batting and bowling proved decisive.

With this commanding performance, India book their place in the final, their balance and strategic depth setting them apart. In Dubai, they will seek to cap off their campaign with the ultimate prize, and on the evidence of this display, they will enter that contest with both momentum and the aura of inevitability.

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Faisal Caesar 

 

A Test of Skill and Scrutiny: England’s Triumph and the Vaseline Affair

Cricket, at its finest, is a contest of skill, strategy, and temperament. Yet, occasionally, the purity of the game is marred by controversy, leaving behind echoes of doubt that linger long after the last ball is bowled. England’s victory over India in this Test match was not just a triumph on the field but a story interwoven with questions of sportsmanship, technical violations, and the relentless struggle of a home side battered both by the opposition and their own vulnerabilities.

This was a match where the elements played a role as crucial as the players themselves. The pitch, unusually fast by Indian standards, proved to be a fickle battleground—one that offered pace, uneven bounce, and rapid deterioration. But while the conditions were challenging for both sides, it was England who adapted better, exploiting the surface’s fickleness to carve out a dominant position.

However, their dominance was soon overshadowed by an incident that would be remembered as one of the more curious controversies in cricket’s rich history—the Vaseline affair.

The Pitch: A Hostile Battlefield

From the very outset, the nature of the pitch became a focal point. Indian surfaces have traditionally been slow, aiding spinners and allowing batsmen to play their shots with relative ease. But this track was different. Fast, unpredictable, and increasingly treacherous as the game progressed, it was a surface where any lapse in technique could prove fatal.

Winning the toss was an advantage, but it was not the defining factor in England’s eventual victory. Instead, what proved decisive was India’s apparent lack of confidence with the bat. From the moment they took guard, their innings were defined by hesitancy, an absence of conviction, and a series of collapses that reflected their mental frailty as much as the difficulty of the conditions.

England themselves had a wobbly start. Having made just one change from their victorious squad at Calcutta—bringing in Woolmer for Barlow—they soon found themselves reeling at 31 for three. The Indian bowlers, eager to make early inroads, sensed an opportunity. But then came the rescue act.

Brearley, England’s captain, displayed the patience that was crucial on this wicket, defying India’s bowlers with an innings built on sheer determination. At the other end, Greig played the perfect foil, counter-attacking when necessary but, more importantly, offering the kind of resilience that England needed at a time of crisis. Their century partnership gave England the stability they sought, allowing them to reach 171 for five by the close of play—far from a dominant position, but one that provided a foundation for the next day’s play.

And it was on the second day that England’s tail proved its worth. Tolchard, who had retired hurt on the previous day with a hand injury, returned to the crease with commendable grit. His defiance, coupled with some stubborn resistance from the lower order, ensured England stretched their total to a respectable score.

India’s Struggles: A Familiar Story of Collapse

If England’s innings had moments of uncertainty, India’s response was one of sheer vulnerability. Their start was disastrous. Reduced to 17 for three in the early exchanges, they seemed destined for humiliation. But a flicker of hope emerged through the bats of Gavaskar and Patel.

By the end of the second day, the duo had guided India to 58 for three—a position still precarious, but one that hinted at the possibility of a fightback. Gavaskar, always the embodiment of composure, batted with characteristic assurance, while Patel matched him in temperament. Their partnership, if allowed to flourish, could have turned the tide.

But the third morning brought England’s resurgence. Underwood, England’s premier left-arm spinner, produced a moment of magic, delivering a ball that was virtually unplayable, rattling Patel’s stumps. From there, the collapse resumed with familiar swiftness.

Old, relentless in his pursuit of movement off the seam, induced an edge from Gavaskar, who was caught at slip. Suddenly, from the promise of 69 for three, India crumbled to 115 for seven. The lone act of resistance came from Kirmani and Prasanna, whose hour-long partnership added some respectability to the total. But their efforts only delayed the inevitable. When the dust settled, India had fallen 98 runs short of England’s tally—an indication of their inability to counter England’s attack on a pitch that demanded both skill and fortitude.

And just as India’s innings drew to a close, an incident unfolded that would dominate discussions far beyond the playing field.

The Vaseline Controversy: A Shadow on the Game

In the twilight moments of India’s first innings, umpire Reuben brought forth an allegation that sent shockwaves through the cricketing fraternity. England’s left-arm seamer, Lever, was found to be carrying a strip of surgical gauze, impregnated with Vaseline—a discovery that raised immediate suspicions.

Law 46 of cricket’s rulebook, which governs fair and unfair play, explicitly prohibits any external substance from being applied to the ball to alter its movement. The presence of Vaseline on a bowler’s person naturally led to accusations of ball-tampering, a charge that England’s management swiftly denied.

The M.C.C. acknowledged that Lever had indeed been wearing the gauze strip but argued that its purpose was innocent. According to them, both Lever and Willis had been struggling with sweat trickling into their eyes, and on the advice of the team physiotherapist, Bernard Thomas, they had used the gauze strips to absorb the perspiration.

Yet, discrepancies emerged. Umpire Reuben maintained that the strip came loose while Lever was delivering the ball, implying an unintended but technical violation. The M.C.C., however, contended that Lever had voluntarily discarded it because it was uncomfortable.

The matter was further inflamed when Indian captain Bishan Bedi remarked that he had harboured suspicions even during the first Test in Delhi, suggesting that England had used some form of a polishing agent before.

The Indian Board, after reviewing the evidence, reached no definitive conclusion about Lever’s intent, leaving the matter in the hands of the T.C.C.B. in London. The English authorities, in turn, accepted the explanation given by Barrington and Greig, thus bringing an official end to the controversy—but not necessarily to the murmurs of doubt that lingered.

England’s March to Victory

With a lead of 98 runs, England’s task was clear: bat India out of the game. Contributions from Amiss (46) and Greig (41) pushed their second-innings total to 185 for nine before they declared, setting India a daunting target of 284.

Chandrasekhar, silent for much of the series, found his rhythm, claiming five wickets for 50 runs. But his resurgence came too late. England had already gained the upper hand.

As India began their chase, Underwood delivered a decisive blow. In his final two overs of the day, he dismissed three batsmen, including Gavaskar, all but sealing India’s fate. With Vengsarkar nursing an injury that would prevent him from batting, the home side effectively had only six wickets left.

A Humbling End

On the final morning, England wasted no time in completing their victory. Underwood struck early, removing Viswanath, while Willis and Lever cleaned up the tail. India’s innings folded for a paltry 83—their lowest total in a home Test.

For England, it was a commanding win, their superiority evident. Yet, despite their dominance, the Vaseline affair left an indelible mark on the match. Though no formal charges of ball-tampering were brought, the incident remained a blemish on an otherwise clinical performance.

For India, this was a sobering defeat. The shortcomings of their batting unit were glaring, their lack of fight concerning. But for cricket itself, the match served as a reminder that the game’s most captivating battles are often fought not just on the field, but also in the court of perception and controversy.

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Faisal Caesar