Miracle at Abu Dhabi: Abdul Razzaq Dances Between Chaos and Triumph

In the world of Pakistan cricket, dull moments are a rarity. Off-field controversies swirl like a constant storm, casting shadows over the game, yet never fully eclipsing it. The turbulence within the Pakistan Cricket Board, allegations of corruption, and the ever-looming spectre of spot-fixing scandals are as much a part of the sport as the runs and wickets themselves. Despite this seemingly endless drama, the team possesses an uncanny ability to rise from the ashes. They thrive on chaos as if adversity fuels their fire.

Such was the backdrop last night at Sheikh Zayed Stadium in Abu Dhabi, where Pakistan faced South Africa in the second ODI. The tainted legacy of the recent spot-fixing saga hung heavy in the air. Yet, amidst this gloom, a spark emerged, lighting up not just the stadium, but the spirit of Pakistan cricket itself. That spark was Abdul Razzaq.

If any team can produce the miraculous, it is Pakistan; and if any team can squander a victory in the same breath, it is also Pakistan. Last night, it was the former. With a Herculean effort, Razzaq single-handedly pulled Pakistan back from the brink of defeat, reminding the world of Pakistan’s indomitable will to survive, no matter how deep the hole they’ve dug themselves into.

The evening began on a sombre note. News of the International Cricket Council’s rejection of the provisional appeals for the suspended trio—Salman Butt, Mohammad Asif, and Mohammad Amir—had sent shockwaves through the nation. Hearts were heavy, trust had been shattered, and the team carried the burden of redeeming themselves in the eyes of a disillusioned fanbase. South Africa, calm and composed, had set a target of 287. And Pakistan, true to form, wobbled at the outset.

At 70 for 4, the familiar narrative of collapse seemed inevitable. Even Shahid Afridi’s usual fireworks, alongside Fawad Alam’s steadiness, couldn’t stem the tide for long. The scoreboard read 136 for 5 by the 30th over. The Proteas, clinical in their execution, seemed poised for an easy victory, with a 2-0 series lead almost a certainty.

But then, into the cauldron of despair walked Abdul Razzaq.

Razzaq Magic

For years, Razzaq had been a player who embodied Pakistan’s unpredictability—once a dynamic all-rounder, now a shadow of his former self. His recent performances had been subdued, his once-reliable flair seemingly faded. Yet, as if guided by an unseen hand, Razzaq found his form again, choosing this night, under the floodlights of Abu Dhabi, to resurrect his reputation.

His early moments at the crease were quiet, almost meditative, belying the storm he was about to unleash. It began with an unassuming ball from Robin Peterson, which Razzaq sent soaring for a flat six straight down the ground. That shot was the first crack in the armour of South Africa’s dominance. The crowd roared, sensing something extraordinary brewing.

As Razzaq’s innings progressed, so too did the tension in the stadium. Fawad Alam played the perfect foil, steadying one end as Razzaq built momentum. Then, in the 38th over, came the shot that defined the night: with an open-faced bat, Razzaq lofted Albie Morkel over deep point for six. It was audacious, unanticipated, and breathtaking—a reminder of the raw, untamed genius that defines Pakistan cricket.

By the 40th over, Pakistan had taken the batting Powerplay, and the pendulum began to swing. Fawad Alam fell, Zulqarnain Haider was run out, but Razzaq stood firm, the solitary warrior in the middle of a crumbling empire. With every towering six, the deficit shrank. With every audacious stroke, the once-impossible victory edged closer.

Then came the 47th over—an over that would etch Razzaq’s name in the annals of ODI greatness. Three sixes in quick succession off Langeveldt’s bowling lit up the night sky. What had seemed a distant dream now appeared tantalizingly within reach. The air was electric, the crowd in a frenzy. Abu Dhabi’s calm desert night transformed into a cauldron of anticipation.

And still, South Africa fought. Two run-outs pushed Pakistan further towards the precipice, leaving them needing 29 from 15 balls. But Razzaq remained undaunted. The pressure that would have crumbled lesser players seemed to fuel his resolve. In the final over, with 14 runs needed, Razzaq struck Morkel for two consecutive sixes, the second bringing up his hundred—a hundred forged in fire, under the weight of a nation’s hopes. With a final boundary, he sealed one of Pakistan’s most remarkable ODI victories.

This was more than just a win. It was a statement, a reminder that Pakistan cricket, despite its perpetual chaos, thrives on unpredictability. Amid controversy, they find clarity. Amid defeat, they summon resilience. Razzaq’s knock was not just an innings, but a metaphor for Pakistan cricket itself—down, but never out; chaotic, but capable of moments of brilliance that few teams can match.

As the echoes of "Razzaq, Razzaq" reverberated through the stadium, it was clear: no scandal, no misstep, could dim the light of Pakistan cricket. Their journey through dark waters continues, but with players like Abdul Razzaq at the helm, there will always be a way forward.

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Faisal Caesar   

Historic Banglawash: A Positive Temperament Has Paid Off

Have the Tigers finally begun to roar with purpose?

Gone is the lacklustre attitude that once defined Bangladesh cricket. In its place stands a team fueled by an unwavering desire to win. No longer content with earning mere admiration, the Tigers now play with a clear focus on victory. Defeat is no longer an option they passively accept; every match is a battle, fought with intensity and resilience. This shift in temperament has seen Bangladesh transform into a team that can challenge the very best.

Before the five-match ODI series against New Zealand commenced, few believed in the Tigers. The shadow of their past failures loomed large - disappointing results and missed opportunities had long plagued Bangladesh's cricketing journey. Scepticism lingered, particularly after the heartbreak of the 2008 series where they had taken an early lead but ultimately succumbed to defeat. Even after winning the first ODI in this series, the memories of 2008 haunted both the fans and the team. Could the Tigers summon the killer instinct that had so often eluded them? Could they finally display the temperament required to close out matches against world-class opposition?

The answer, this time, was a resounding yes.

Bangladesh exorcised the ghosts of the past, proving they had evolved into a team capable of handling pressure and delivering in critical moments. Defending a meagre 174, it was Rubel Hossain who played the hero’s role, his fiery opening spell devastating New Zealand’s top order. By the time he was called upon to bowl the final over, New Zealand had clawed their way back into the contest, with just seven runs required and the dangerous Kyle Mills at the crease. 

For Rubel, the scene was all too familiar. Just a year prior, on the same Mirpur ground, he had been entrusted with the final over of a Tri-series match against Sri Lanka. Then, it was Muttiah Muralitharan who had dashed Bangladesh’s hopes with an improbable batting onslaught, leaving the Tigers heartbroken and inches away from their most significant victory. That painful memory must have weighed heavily on Rubel as he prepared to bowl those final six deliveries against New Zealand.

But this time, the outcome was different. Rubel, far from succumbing to the pressure, embraced it. Two-inch-perfect yorkers, aimed ruthlessly at the leg stump, sealed the fate of the match. Mills was cleaned up, and the packed Mirpur stadium erupted in joyous disbelief. Bangladesh had completed the whitewash—a "Banglawash" as it came to be known—with a pacer, rather than the usual spinners, delivering the final blow.

This victory was not just a win; it was a statement. It stands as one of the most significant achievements in Bangladesh’s ODI history. More than the result, it signalled the dawn of a new era in Bangladesh cricket—an era where the Tigers no longer merely participate but aspire to conquer. The Tigers had shown they could bury the mistakes of the past, and in doing so, they had sown the seeds for an even brighter future.

With the ICC Cricket World Cup on the horizon, and Bangladesh set to co-host, the world’s eyes will be fixed on this emerging force. There is a growing belief that Bangladesh could emulate Sri Lanka’s fairy-tale World Cup victory in 1996. It is a dream that every Bangladeshi now dares to dream.

However, turning that dream into reality will require more than just passion—it will demand consistency, self-belief, and a fearless approach to the game. Bangladesh must continue to punch above their weight, facing every challenge head-on with the same fire and tenacity they displayed in this remarkable series. If they can harness this newfound confidence and channel it into a fearless brand of cricket, there is no limit to what the Tigers can achieve on the world stage.

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Faisal Caesar  

Pele: The Embodiment of "The Beautiful Game

Few figures in the history of football have so thoroughly embodied the phrase The Beautiful Game as Pele. Beyond his prolific goal-scoring record, he was an artist on the pitch—his every touch, movement, and decision reflecting a rare synthesis of instinct, intelligence, and innovation. While many great players have graced the game, Pelé’s legacy lies in his completeness, a player who could anticipate, execute, and dictate play with an almost preternatural ease.

At the heart of Pele’s genius was his ability to read the game. He seemed to exist half a second ahead of the action, preempting defenders’ movements and exploiting gaps before they materialized. His finishing was clinical yet elegant, his shots carrying both precision and power, striking with either foot as if nature had not granted him a weaker side. Yet, Pele was never merely a goal-scorer. He was a playmaker, a conductor orchestrating attacks with a keen eye for a decisive pass. His vision extended beyond his own brilliance, elevating those around him and making his teams greater through his unselfish artistry.

In his early career, Pele’s versatility saw him deployed across a spectrum of attacking roles. As a striker, he was lethal inside the penalty box, but his technical dexterity and spatial awareness allowed him to thrive as an inside forward or second striker. Later in his career, he evolved into a deeper playmaking role, a natural transition for a player whose understanding of space and movement transcended the conventional limitations of position. Unlike many great forwards who fade with age, Pelé redefined himself, dictating play from midfield, ensuring that his influence never waned even as his physical explosiveness tempered with time.

What set Pele apart was not only his raw ability but the sheer poetry with which he wielded it. His dribbling was an exhibition of artistry—sudden shifts in direction, deceptive feints, and his signature dribble da vaca, a move where he nudged the ball one way and ran around the other, leaving defenders grasping at air. His paradinha, or "little stop," added a theatrical flourish to penalties, a momentary pause that unsettled goalkeepers and underlined his mastery over timing and psychology.

In the air, Pele defied his modest stature, his leaps timed with such precision that he often outjumped taller defenders, his headers as deliberate and clinical as his strikes from the ground. He was equally adept from set pieces, renowned for the exquisite curl of his free kicks. And yet, despite his proficiency, he often shied away from penalties, famously declaring them a "cowardly way to score"—a statement revealing both his competitive spirit and his purist philosophy of the game.

Yet Pele’s greatness was not solely measured by skill. He was a statesman of football, his presence commanding respect, his conduct reflecting the virtues of sportsmanship and grace. Nowhere was this more evident than in the enduring image of his embrace with Bobby Moore after Brazil clashed with England at the 1970 World Cup. As they exchanged jerseys and smiles, it was not just a moment between two great players but a testament to the purity of sport—an image that spoke louder than words, encapsulating mutual respect and the essence of the game itself.

Perhaps most significantly, Pelé was a player for the grandest stages. Many great talents have shone in domestic leagues, yet few have delivered with such consistency in football’s defining moments. He did not merely participate in World Cups—he shaped them. His goals came when they mattered most, his performances elevating his teams when the stakes were highest.

To speak of Pelé is to speak of football at its most sublime. His legacy is not merely in records or trophies but in the enduring idea of football as something more than a sport—a dance, an art form, a universal language. He was not just a player; he was the very embodiment of The Beautiful Game.

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Faisal Caesar 

Banglawash

 The tension at Mirpur Cricket Stadium was palpable as the equation boiled down to four runs off four balls. New Zealand’s Kyle Mills, who had expertly exploited the batting Powerplay, looked set to script an incredible turnaround and halt Bangladesh’s dream of a series whitewash. But destiny had other plans. A perfectly executed yorker from Rubel Hossain shattered the Kiwis' hopes, sealing a 4-0 clean sweep for Bangladesh, a feat that would be etched in their cricketing history.

Earlier in the day, Bangladesh's batting order was in shambles. The Kiwis, with ruthless precision, dismantled the top four, reducing the Tigers to a mere 174. Their batsmen appeared out of sync—stiff in their movements, reckless in their shot selection, and lacking the patience required to forge vital partnerships. It was a display that could easily have foreshadowed a comfortable New Zealand victory. But cricket, in all its unpredictability, had other ideas.

What sets apart a winning team is not always skill but the unshakable combination of confidence and determination. Bangladesh’s young brigade embodied both. Despite their frailties with the bat, they took to the field knowing they could turn the tide. And at the forefront of this belief was Rubel Hossain. The raw paceman, often criticized for his inconsistency, bowled with fire and focus that belied his reputation. His opening spell was nothing short of destructive. By the time the scoreboard read 16 for 4, Rubel had torn through New Zealand’s top order with sheer pace, leaving the visitors shell-shocked.

At 20 for 5, enter Daniel Vettori—the veteran captain, who, along with Grant Elliot, staged a gritty fightback. Their 86-run partnership for the sixth wicket was built on determination and skill, as Vettori played the anchor role, nursing the Kiwis out of dire straits. Bangladesh, however, had the answer in their captain and talisman, Shakib Al Hasan. Known for his ability to deliver under pressure, Shakib induced Vettori’s downfall, breaking the crucial partnership and reigniting Bangladesh's hopes.

Shakib’s all-round brilliance was on full display. His dismissal of Nathan McCullum left the Kiwis teetering at 119 for 7. Elliot, undeterred by the mounting pressure, held firm and played with assuredness. He became New Zealand’s last hope, but Shuvo’s crucial breakthrough ended his gutsy knock of 59, and soon after, Razzak trapped McKay lbw for a duck, leaving New Zealand at a precarious 145 for 9.

And then came the drama of the batting Powerplay. Kyle Mills, with his powerful hitting, took center stage. With the last man, Hamish Bennett, barely holding on at the other end, Mills unleashed a flurry of boundaries, dragging the game into a nail-biting finale. His defiance in the face of imminent defeat was admirable, and the crowd held its breath as the match neared its climax.

With eight runs needed from the final over, Shakib entrusted the ball to his man of the moment—Rubel Hossain. The ghosts of the previous year’s tri-nation final, where Rubel had faltered against Sri Lanka, began to resurface when Mills dispatched his first delivery for a boundary. But Rubel, with the poise of a seasoned campaigner, found redemption. A third-ball yorker, delivered with perfect precision, broke New Zealand’s resistance once and for all, sealing Bangladesh's remarkable victory.

In retrospect, this match was more than just a game; it was a testament to Bangladesh’s evolution as a cricketing nation. It showed a team that, despite its imperfections, had the heart to overcome adversity. Rubel Hossain, once erratic, had matured into a match-winner. Shakib Al Hasan, the ever-reliable leader, continued to inspire with both bat and ball. And the Bangladesh team as a whole, through grit and belief, had achieved the extraordinary—an emphatic 4-0 whitewash against a formidable opponent.

The Kiwis, despite their best efforts, were left to rue what could have been. Mills' late fireworks nearly turned the match on its head, but in the end, Bangladesh’s relentless spirit prevailed. This victory was more than just a win; it was a statement of intent from a team hungry to make its mark on the global stage.

 

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Faisal Caesar 

It's That Man Shakib, Again: Bangladesh Beat New Zealand

The moment Bangladesh cricket had long awaited may have finally arrived. In Shakib Al Hasan, the nation has found the hero it desperately needed—a beacon of hope and a symbol of victory who seems destined to lift the team's fortunes to new heights. Charismatic and determined, Shakib's leadership and brilliance on the field have earned him an iconic status, solidifying his place not just as a player, but as the torchbearer of Bangladesh’s cricketing future.

His performance in the fourth ODI against New Zealand at Mirpur was nothing short of poetic—a captain at the peak of his powers, leading his side with both bat and ball, eclipsing his Kiwi counterpart Daniel Vettori in what can be described as a battle of the all-round titans. With his decisive and majestic contribution, Shakib propelled Bangladesh to one of its most cherished victories against a top-tier cricketing nation. The Kiwis, formidable though they were, appeared bewildered in the face of Shakib’s dominance.

At 35 for 3, Bangladesh’s innings teetered on the edge of collapse. The early wickets had left the team in disarray, and the moment demanded a steady hand, a leader who could salvage the innings. Shakib, the pride of Magura, stepped into the breach. His response was one of calm authority. In partnership with Imrul Kayes, he anchored the innings with a 53-run stand, bringing a sense of stability. When that partnership was broken, he found support in Mushfiqur Rahim, adding another 51 runs, though their alliance was tragically cut short by poor running between the wickets. Yet, Shakib remained resolute, determined to guide his team out of trouble.

It was after the initial turbulence had passed that Shakib’s bat truly began to speak. His off-side drives were a masterclass in elegance and precision, each stroke commanding respect from the bowlers. The spinners, often a threat, found no purchase against him, as he played with ease, deftly manipulating the field. Alongside Mahmudullah Riyad, Shakib added a further 68 runs, putting the Tigers back in the game.

What stood out most was not just his ability to score but how he rotated the strike, keeping the scoreboard ticking. Shakib’s innings was one of craftsmanship, a carefully constructed masterpiece that culminated in his fifth ODI century in the 41st over. His departure came with the sense that he had laid the groundwork for a formidable total, but the rest of the batting lineup faltered, and Bangladesh’s innings closed at 241 all out.

New Zealand’s reply began with cautious optimism, but the Tigers’ bowling attack was relentless. Abdur Razzak struck early, dismissing Watling with an LBW, and Shafiul Islam’s brilliance in the field sent the dangerous Brendon McCullum back to the pavilion. Ross Taylor, the backbone of the Kiwi batting order, was caught out in the deep, and soon Shakib himself joined the fray, removing Aron Redmond with his cunning left-arm spin.

By the time Mahmudullah Riad dismissed Vettori, New Zealand was reeling at 80 for 5. The match seemed firmly in Bangladesh’s grasp. Yet, cricket is a game of unpredictability, and Kane Williamson stood like a lone sentinel, refusing to surrender. His resilience brought New Zealand back into contention. With Grant Elliot and later Nathan McCullum, Williamson forged partnerships that threatened to wrest control away from Bangladesh.

As the game neared its climax, 24 runs were needed from the final 12 balls—a daunting task, yet not impossible. The atmosphere was electric, and Bangladesh required a breakthrough. Once again, it was Shakib who rose to the occasion. His left-arm spin, so often a weapon in the deathovers, worked its magic once more. Nathan McCullum, attempting to force the pace, was run out by a brilliant throw from Naeem Islam. The pressure mounted. Tuffey fell without scoring, caught in the moment's intensity, and Bangladesh edged closer to a historic triumph.

When Shafiul Islam removed Williamson for a valiant 108, the final act of a tense drama unfolded. Bangladesh had done it. A 3-0 lead in the series, their first-ever consecutive victories over a higher-ranked team, sealed with a flourish. The Tigers had aimed high, and their determination had borne fruit. But at the heart of it all, it was one man’s vision and leadership—Shakib Al Hasan—that had made this moment possible.

In an era where Bangladesh cricket often searches for consistency, Shakib has emerged as the unifying force, the captain whose shoulders carry the weight of a nation’s hopes. He is not just a cricketer; he is a symbol of what Bangladesh cricket can achieve when talent meets tenacity, and when leadership is matched with resolve.

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Faisal Caesar