Showing posts with label Doug Bracewell. Show all posts
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Saturday, November 29, 2025

A Test of Resistance: New Zealand’s Stirring Revival in India

When New Zealand slumped to 175 for eight at tea on the opening day, the prospect of them squaring the series seemed so remote as to belong to fantasy. India had dominated the First Test, their batting and spin far superior; New Zealand looked a side carrying fatigue, doubt, and the oppressive weight of subcontinental conditions. And yet, out of this gloom emerged a partnership that rekindled the steel so often associated with New Zealand cricket in the 1980s.

The First Revival: Bracewell and Morrison’s Act of Defiance

The ninth-wicket stand of 76 between John Bracewell and Danny Morrison did more than lift the total; it resurrected belief. With a mixture of audacity and resourcefulness, Bracewell swept and pulled as though batting in another universe, reaching a half-century before stumps. Morrison stood with him, determined, unflinching. Their partnership—a New Zealand record against India—became the first major plot twist in a match that repeatedly defied expectation.

Bracewell’s innings that evening was the opening chapter of a performance that would later define the match.

India’s Reply: Control Gained, Control Lost

India began with the assurance of a side accustomed to dictating the tempo at home. Kris Srikkanth, playing with a kind of joyous abandon, took on Richard Hadlee in a spirit that skirted self-sacrifice. Dilip Vengsarkar, in his 100th Test, played the perfect foil—quiet, composed, allowing Srikkanth to unfurl strokes of dominance.

On a pitch that offered something to every type of bowler, India looked poised to dwarf New Zealand’s total. Srikkanth’s brutal treatment of Bracewell—three soaring sixes—made that dominance feel absolute.

But cricket changes course in a heartbeat.

Vengsarkar’s casual dismissal off the off-spinner altered the tenor of the innings. And then Hadlee returned. After just the wicket of Arun Lal in his first thirteen overs, he finally confronted Srikkanth again. The Indian opener, now cautious and approaching his century, was undone by a perfectly disguised leg-cutter, the ball feathering the leading edge on its journey to gully.

India’s collapse thereafter carried the inevitability of a falling structure whose foundation had cracked unseen. Hadlee devoured the tail with ruthless precision, extending his staggering list of five-wicket hauls to 34, and—almost implausibly—giving New Zealand a lead. It was only two runs, but symbolically it was seismic: a team crushed in the First Test had just wrestled control.

The Third Innings: A Battle Against Moderation

Yet New Zealand were not out of peril. Despite Mark Greatbatch’s resolve and Andrew Jones’s discipline, there hung a perpetual fear: that they might leave India a target too small to defend. Their 76-run third-wicket stand promised stability, but the innings repeatedly faltered. At 181 for eight, with India prowling, the Test hung in precarious equilibrium.

And then, as in the first innings, the script turned again.

Bracewell and Smith: A Second Resurrection

Bracewell joined Ian Smith, and together they authored another act of defiance—a 69-run stand that would prove terminal for India’s hopes. Smith, attacking the second new ball with unrestrained relish on the fourth morning, swept past fifty—his first against India, only his third in Tests. Their morning surge—47 runs in the first hour—planted doubt deep into Indian minds.

With New Zealand eventually setting a target of 282 in a minimum of 130 overs, the psychological equation shifted. On a surface growing slower, turning more, darkening in temperament, 282 looked far more formidable than its digits.

And looming always was the shadow of Hadlee.

India’s Final Innings: Strangled by Craft and History

Srikkanth’s decision to pad up to the very first ball—a sharp in-cutter from Hadlee—proved fatal and strangely symbolic. That dismissal signalled that India were now batting in New Zealand’s world: a world of unyielding discipline, clever angles, relentless persistence.

The pitch began to offer generous turn, and this was the moment Bracewell relished most. His off-breaks—old-fashioned in flight, but wicked in their bite—brought instant reward. In his first two overs he removed Sidhu and Vengsarkar, slicing into the Indian top order as though he had been waiting all match for precisely this stage.

Arun Lal resisted for two hours, but elsewhere Azharuddin’s uncertain prodding at Bracewell told a more accurate story: India, so long masters of spin, were now victims of its cunning. Hoist with their own petard indeed.

Kapil Dev offered a brief flicker of counter-attack, a gesture of pride rather than conviction. But by the time the final morning arrived, the match had long since slipped from India’s hold. Twenty-one minutes into the day, Narendra Hirwani swept Bracewell high to Chatfield, and it was done.

New Zealand had secured only their second win on Indian soil—a triumph born not of dominance but of resilience, character, and perfectly timed bursts of brilliance.

Epilogue: A Match Defined by Two Men

This Test will long be remembered as John Bracewell’s masterpiece and another chapter in Richard Hadlee’s legend.

Bracewell:

Scores of 52 and 32; bowling figures of 2 for 81 and a match-winning 6 for 51.

His fingerprints were on every turning moment of the contest.

Hadlee:

For the ninth time in his career, he collected ten wickets in a Test, sculpting the Indian innings with the precision of a master craftsman.

Together, they took New Zealand from despair to triumph in a match shaped by low scores, shifting momentum, and the unwavering spirit of a team that refused to yield.

Monday, December 12, 2011

A Test of Tumult and Triumph: New Zealand’s Historic Win in Hobart

The second Test between Australia and New Zealand in Hobart was a gripping, low-scoring battle of attrition, where the conditions dictated play and exposed vulnerabilities in both line-ups. The match, ultimately won by New Zealand by a mere seven runs, was a testament to the potency of disciplined seam bowling and the fragility of batting under pressure.

Day One: A Verdant Pitch and Seam Bowling Mastery

A rain-affected first day saw Australia’s fast bowlers exploit a lively surface to dismantle New Zealand for a modest 150. Peter Siddle and James Pattinson shared eight wickets between them, their relentless accuracy and movement extracting both edges and indecision from the Kiwi batsmen. Only Dean Brownlie, with a composed 56, and Brendon McCullum, fighting through treacherous conditions, provided any resistance.

In response, Australia’s start mirrored New Zealand’s struggles. Phillip Hughes’ miserable series continued as he once again fell identically—caught by Martin Guptill off Chris Martin. Usman Khawaja survived a couple of close calls, and David Warner battled the probing Trent Boult before rain curtailed play at 1 for 12.

Day Two: A Swinging Pendulum

As the second day unfolded, New Zealand flipped the script, bowling Australia out for a meagre 136, taking an unexpected but vital 14-run first-innings lead. Chris Martin led the way with unwavering discipline, while the Australians faced the ignominy of nearly being dismissed for under 100 for the third time in a year. Siddle and Pattinson provided some lower-order defiance, but the Kiwi bowlers ensured a slim but crucial advantage.

New Zealand’s second innings began with intent. Ross Taylor and Kane Williamson counterattacked, with Taylor surviving an early chance when Hughes dropped him in the gully. Jesse Ryder fell to a brilliant leg-side stumping by Brad Haddin off Michael Hussey’s gentle mediums, but by stumps, New Zealand had reached 3 for 139, holding a lead of 153. It was the first sign that an upset could be brewing.

Day Three: Building the Target, Setting the Trap

New Zealand resumed in a position of relative strength but soon found themselves in familiar territory, as their innings crumbled from 3 for 139 to 9 for 203. Once again, Brownlie and Taylor played pivotal roles, Taylor’s 56 proving to be the highest score of the match. Yet, it was the unexpected tail-end defiance from debutant Boult that pushed New Zealand’s lead to 240, a total that, given the pitch’s fickle nature, was anything but trivial.

Australia’s chase began with nervous energy. Hughes, desperate for runs, enjoyed a stroke of fortune when a faint glove down the leg side went unnoticed by the Kiwis. Warner, showing more authority, guided the hosts to 0 for 72 when rain intervened, setting the stage for a climactic final day.

Day Four: Bracewell’s Spell and Warner’s Solitude

If ever a Test match encapsulated the fragility of modern Australian batting, it was the fourth day in Hobart. Resuming at 0 for 72, Australia had seemingly positioned themselves for a straightforward chase. Yet, Phillip Hughes, enduring a torrid series, succumbed yet again to Martin-Guptill, his place in the team now untenable.

The chase progressed with intermittent stability, Warner anchoring the innings while Khawaja provided support. But then came the game-defining intervention: Doug Bracewell, charging in with purpose, tore through Australia’s middle order in a single spell of devastating accuracy. Within the space of three balls, he dismissed Ricky Ponting, Michael Clarke, and Michael Hussey—each victim falling in a manner indicative of their struggles against lateral movement.

At lunch, Australia sat precariously at 5 for 173, the match in the balance. Warner soldiered on, reaching a defiant century, but the rest of the batting order capitulated under pressure. Tim Southee and Bracewell continued to bend the ball menacingly, tightening the noose. Haddin and Siddle perished chasing wide deliveries before Guptill snapped up Pattinson in the cordon.

With only Nathan Lyon left to support Warner, an unlikely partnership formed, bringing Australia within 25 runs of victory. Then, in a moment of high drama, Lyon survived an lbw decision via DRS, the ball seemed to have pitched millimetres outside leg stump. The tension was palpable, but it was merely a stay of execution. Bracewell, with one final burst of energy, breached Lyon’s defences, and with that, secured New Zealand’s first Test victory on Australian soil since 1985.

The Aftermath: A Triumph for New Zealand, A Reckoning for Australia

For New Zealand, this was a victory of historic proportions, led by an inspired bowling unit and the brilliance of Doug Bracewell, whose match-winning spell will be etched in Kiwi cricket folklore. For Australia, however, the defeat laid bare significant concerns—Hughes’ technical flaws, the lack of middle-order resilience, and a persistent vulnerability to swing and seam movement.

While Warner’s hundred stood as an innings of defiance, it was ultimately in vain. The Trans-Tasman Trophy remained in Australian hands, but the moral victory belonged squarely to New Zealand. The cricketing world had witnessed a thrilling, topsy-turvy contest—one where determination and grit triumphed over pedigree and expectation.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar