Showing posts with label Kemar Roach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kemar Roach. Show all posts

Saturday, December 6, 2025

The Lost Art of Resistance: Justin Greaves and the Day Test Cricket Remembered Itself

In an age where Test cricket increasingly borrows the impatience of limited-overs formats, the idea of batting for survival—once the game’s highest form of discipline—often feels antiquated. Defensive mastery, the ability to dull the ball, drain the bowlers, and stretch time until it bends, has become a rarity. Innovation, aggression, and risk-taking dominate modern narratives; attrition is frequently dismissed as anachronistic.

Yet at Christchurch, Test cricket briefly reclaimed its oldest truth. And the reminder came from a West Indies side many believed had forgotten how to play the longest format.

The Long Stand That Rewrote Momentum

Set an unprecedented target of 531 at Hagley Oval, West Indies appeared destined for defeat when they slipped to 92 for 4. What followed instead was an innings steeped in patience and resolve, anchored by Justin Greaves—a knock that resisted not just the bowling, but the assumptions of the era.

Greaves’ effort was monumental in both scale and symbolism. Facing 388 deliveries—more than half the balls he had encountered in his 12-Test career—he ground New Zealand’s attack into exhaustion. West Indies batted 163.3 overs in the fourth innings, their longest such occupation in 95 years, to secure their first points of the 2025–27 World Test Championship.

Initially playing second fiddle in a vital 196-run stand with Shai Hope, Greaves emerged as the fulcrum once Hope (140) and Tevin Imlach departed in quick succession. From that moment, the innings became his - unmistakably.

A Double Hundred Carved in Stone

Greaves’ maiden Test double century arrived fittingly late—in the penultimate over—when he sliced Jacob Duffy over backward point. It was only his second boundary of the final session. Teammates rose in unison, acknowledging an achievement built not on flourish but fortitude.

Finishing on 202 not out, Greaves transformed an innings that began with flair into one of pure steel. He absorbed blows to the body, suppressed instinctive attack, and batted with a single-minded clarity rarely seen today. Cramps forced multiple interventions, yet even the lure of personal milestones failed to provoke recklessness.

This was defence not as retreat, but as control.

Roach, the Veteran Ally

If Greaves was the architect, Kemar Roach was the immovable pillar. In his comeback Test at 37, Roach produced the finest batting display of his career: 58 not out off 233 balls, astonishingly scoring just five runs from his final 104 deliveries.

It was, at times, painful to watch—and glorious for that very reason. Under a baking Christchurch sun and on an increasingly docile surface, Roach played with the desperation of a man who understood time as his greatest weapon.

New Zealand’s frustration was unmistakable. Missed chances piled up: a dropped catch on 30, a missed run-out on 35, and a near-holing-out on 47—each reprieve deepening their misery. Even potential dismissals off Michael Bracewell slipped away, aggravated by reviews already squandered.

When the Pitch Offered Nothing—and Time Offered Everything

New Zealand entered the fourth innings already understaffed, with Matt Henry and Nathan Smith injured. By the final sessions, they were operating with two weary quicks—Zak Foulkes and Jacob Duffy—and two part-timers, all bowling beyond comfort without meaningful assistance from the surface.

Fields tightened, bodies crowded the bat, but breakthroughs refused to come. Even as Hope fell to a moment of brilliance from Tom Latham, and Imlach succumbed shortly after, the moment for decisive separation had passed.

By the final hour, West Indies—needing 96 from 15 overs—made their calculation. The impulse to chase gave way to realism. Defence became doctrine.

Numbers That Tell a Story

The scoreboard alone struggled to capture the magnitude:

202 made Greaves the fourth West Indian—and seventh overall—to score a fourth-innings double century.

He became the first visiting batter ever to do so in New Zealand.

His 388 balls are the most faced by any West Indies batter in a fourth innings, surpassing George Headley’s 385 in 1930.

West Indies’ 457 for 6 is the second-highest fourth-innings total in Test history, behind only England’s 654 for 5 in 1939.

Voices from the Middle

Greaves described the innings simply as resilience—a word echoed repeatedly within the dressing room.

“Once you get in, stay in; it’s a good pitch,” coach Floyd Reifer told him.

“So for me, being there at the end was really important. Anything for the team.”

Roach, whom Greaves credited as his guide through the closing stages, embodied that team-first ethic. Captain Roston Chase later confirmed the decisive call—to shut shop—was taken when survival clearly outweighed ambition.

New Zealand captain Tom Latham was gracious in defeat, acknowledging not just his team’s missed chances and injuries, but the quality of resistance they encountered.

 “Sometimes you have to give credit where it’s due,” Latham said.

 “The way West Indies played that fourth innings was pretty outstanding.”

Why This Draw Will Matter

In the end, West Indies did not win the match—but they won time, belief, and respect. The manner of this draw may prove more valuable than many victories: proof that Test cricket still rewards patience, that resistance remains an art, and that endurance can still command awe.

Christchurch did not produce a result. It produced something rarer—a reminder of what Test cricket looks like when courage outlasts momentum.

And on that long, sunburnt day, Justin Greaves reminded the game how to remember itself.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar 

Friday, January 25, 2019

Shadows of the Past: England’s Barbados Nightmare



 46 all out in 1994 

51 all out in 2009.

7 all out in 2019 

 

The Kensington Oval in Bridgetown, Barbados, remains a haunting ground for England. Despite the decline of the Caribbean cricketing empire, this venue seems to conjure the ghosts of West Indies’ glorious past whenever England visits. The decline of the once-mighty Caribbean cricket has been well-documented, yet Barbados continues to evoke memories of a time when fast bowlers ruled with fire and fury. 

Even in the post-Ambrose-and-Walsh era, a Jerome Taylor or a Kemar Roach has occasionally risen to dismantle a strong English lineup, reviving echoes of an era when Clive Lloyd’s juggernaut dominated world cricket. The present may bring heartache to West Indies fans, but their memories of the past remain a source of solace and pride. 

A Venue of Legends 

Bridgetown has been a theatre of destruction for visiting teams, with its pitch once famed for pace and bounce. The Malcolm Marshall and Joel Garner ends carry the weight of history, where deliveries aimed at the ribs and throats of batsmen became routine. Over time, however, the Caribbean pitches have slowed, and spin has increasingly influenced domestic cricket. Yet, Barbados remains an exception, with its pacers still finding ways to dominate. 

According to CricViz, spinners and quicks have averaged 25 runs per wicket in the Caribbean since 2015, but Barbados tells a different story. With the highest spin-bowling average (41.55) in the region over the last five years, it remains a haven for fast bowlers. And on one bright, sunny day in 2019, Kemar Roach and his comrades summoned the spirit of their forebears, unleashing a spellbinding exhibition of pace bowling that left England shattered. 

The Demon Awakens 

England began their reply to West Indies’ modest first-innings total of 289 with cautious optimism. Rory Burns and Keaton Jennings started solidly, surviving a disciplined opening spell from Roach and Jason Holder. But just before lunch, Jennings’ loose drive off Holder handed the hosts a breakthrough. At 30 for 1, England seemed unperturbed, confident their deep batting lineup could secure a lead. 

Then came the second session, and with it, the storm. 

Kemar Roach switched ends and transformed into a demon. His lengths shortened, his pace increased, and his accuracy was unerring. CricViz noted the stark contrast: before lunch, his average length was 6.1 meters, with no balls shorter than 8 meters. Post-lunch, his average length shortened to 7.9 meters, with nearly 40% of his deliveries pitched shorter than 8 meters. 

It was a masterclass in hostile bowling. Roach’s second spell demonstrated that hitting the stumps isn’t always necessary if a bowler can combine precision with menace. His shorter lengths and relentless accuracy suffocated the English batsmen, who found no escape. 

A Spell for the Ages 

Burns and Jonny Bairstow were the first to fall, chopping deliveries onto their stumps. Stokes, undone by a delivery that skidded low, was trapped plumb in front. Then came Moeen Ali, caught off a hurried pull shot as Roach’s fiery short ball climbed higher than anticipated. Jos Buttler followed, nicking a sharp, rising delivery to the slips. Roach’s five-wicket haul came at the cost of just 4 runs in 27 deliveries—a spell of destruction that will be etched in the annals of Caribbean cricket. 

At the other end, Holder, Alzarri Joseph, and Shannon Gabriel joined the carnage. Holder, known for his metronomic line-and-length, added guile to his game, moving the ball laterally and using subtle changes in length to keep batsmen guessing. Gabriel and Joseph, meanwhile, brought raw pace and aggression, exploiting England’s disarray. 

Joe Root, the lynchpin of England’s batting, was undone by Holder’s precision, while the tail offered little resistance. England’s innings folded for a paltry 77 in just 30 overs, leaving the Barmy Army stunned and the West Indian fans jubilant. 

A Whiff of Nostalgia 

For a moment, the Kensington Oval was transported back in time. The ferocity of Roach, the guile of Holder, and the collective hostility of the West Indies attack evoked memories of the golden era. The present state of Caribbean cricket may be far removed from its glory days, but this performance was a poignant reminder of what once was—and what could still be. 

As England trudged off the field, the contrast was stark. The touring side, heralded for its batting depth and resilience, had been laid to waste by a West Indies team that dared to dream. The Kensington Oval, with its storied history, had once again lived up to its reputation as a graveyard for English hopes. 

For the West Indies, this was more than just a victory. It was a rekindling of pride, a glimpse of the fire that once burned so brightly. For their fans, it was a fair old whiff of nostalgia—and a dream of resurgence. 

Thank You
Faisal Caesar