Chris Cairns' Heroic Century: New Zealand’s Greatest Triumph on the Grand Stage

In the grand theatre of cricket, where legends are forged and dreams are shattered, the ICC Knockout aka Champions Trophy 2000 final at the Nairobi Gymkhana Club delivered a spectacle for the ages. Under the African sky, New Zealand and India clashed in a battle of skill, will, and unrelenting drama. At the heart of it all stood a man who defied pain and pressure to script one of the greatest triumphs in Kiwi cricket history—Chris Cairns.

For New Zealand, a team that had never even reached a major tournament final before, the stakes were monumental. For India, led by the charismatic Saurav Ganguly, the match was a chance to stamp their authority with a young, dynamic squad. But by the time the final ball was bowled, only one name resonated through Nairobi —Chris Cairns, the colossus who carried his team on his shoulders with an unforgettable, unbeaten 102.

A Tale of Two Halves: India's Strong Start and New Zealand's Gritty Response

The final began with an authoritative display by India’s batting lineup. Saurav Ganguly and Sachin Tendulkar, two of the finest stroke-makers of their generation, unleashed a masterclass in attacking cricket. Their opening stand of 141 runs in just 26.3 overs was a statement of dominance, a warning shot to the New Zealand bowlers that they were in for a long day! 

But cricket, like all great sports, thrives on the unexpected. Just when India seemed poised to breach the 300-run mark, the Kiwi bowlers turned the tide. Cairns, Scott Styris, and Nathan Astle tightened the screws, strangling the flow of runs in the middle overs. The once-fluid Indian innings suddenly looked hesitant. Ganguly, frustrated by the sudden slowdown, later admitted his side had batted “stupidly” in the final stretch. The anticipated late onslaught never arrived, and India finished at 264 for six—still a formidable total, but not an insurmountable one.

A Rocky Chase: New Zealand’s Struggle for Stability

Chasing 265 in a high-pressure final is never an easy task, and New Zealand’s start was far from ideal. Craig Spearman and Stephen Fleming were removed early by a disciplined Venkatesh Prasad, and the run chase teetered on the edge of collapse. Wickets fell at regular intervals, and at the halfway mark, New Zealand found themselves at 135 for five. The required run rate was climbing, the pressure was mounting, and the spectre of another missed opportunity loomed large.

But then entered the man of the moment. Cairns, playing through the agony of a troubled knee, was joined by the ever-reliable Chris Harris. Together, they forged an unbreakable partnership of 122 runs, a stand built on calculated aggression and steely determination. The required rate touched eight an over, but neither flinched. The Indians, sensing victory, tightened their grip—but it was New Zealand who refused to blink first.

The Climactic Finish: Cairns' Defining Moment

As the match reached its crescendo, the tension was palpable. With just nine balls remaining, Harris fell for 46, leaving Cairns to shoulder the final charge alone. But the big man was unfazed. With ice in his veins, he picked his moments, finding the gaps, clearing the ropes when needed, and ensuring the scoreboard kept ticking.

With just two balls remaining, he nudged the winning run, and history was made. New Zealand had done it. Against all odds, against a powerhouse Indian side, they had lifted their first-ever ICC trophy, and at the centre of it all stood Chris Cairns—battered, exhausted, but victorious.

A New Era for New Zealand Cricket

For New Zealand, this was more than just a title; it was a validation of their resilience, their grit, and their ability to defy expectations. This was a team that had repeatedly found themselves chasing games, only to claw their way back with sheer determination. In Chris Cairns, they had a warrior who embodied that never-say-die spirit.

Fleming, ever the astute leader, summed it up perfectly: “You've got to walk with people you believe in.” That belief had driven New Zealand to glory.

A Legacy Etched in History

As the celebrations stretched deep into Nairobi, Chris Cairns must have allowed himself a moment of quiet reflection. The pain in his knee would need further assessment, but the pain of unfulfilled potential, of near-misses and lost opportunities, had been erased. He had played the innings of his life, on the grandest stage, under the greatest pressure.

New Zealand had arrived. Their name was now etched in cricketing history. And at the heart of it all was Chris Cairns—one of the greatest match-winners the game has ever seen.

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Faisal Caesar 

The Dullest Yet Most Historic Test: Gavaskar’s Everest and Pakistan’s Stonewalling

Cricket, at its finest, thrives on a balance between artistry and strategy, aggression and resilience. Yet, the Ahmedabad Test between India and Pakistan in 1987 defied these conventions, emerging as a paradox—at once historic and painfully insipid. It was a Test where Sunil Gavaskar, after sixteen years of unparalleled service to the game, became the first batsman to scale the Everest of 10,000 Test runs. It was also a match that saw an extraordinary act of attrition from Pakistan, a spectacle so excruciatingly slow that it incited a rare outburst of crowd violence. The game, defined by personal milestones, curious narratives, and a numbing absence of intent, remains one of the most unforgettable yet tedious encounters in Test cricket’s annals.

A Historic Milestone in a Tedious Encounter

Gavaskar’s moment of glory arrived on the third afternoon, with a late cut off Ijaz Faqih that brought him the historic brace. For a batsman who famously avoided glancing at the scoreboard while in play, he was keenly aware of this momentous occasion. As he sprinted down the pitch with his bat raised high, cricket history had been rewritten. Yet, the crowd's reception to this grand achievement was far from ideal.

Pakistan’s batting, devoid of enterprise, had sucked the energy out of the contest from the outset. The absence of Javed Miandad had left a strategic vacuum, and Pakistan’s approach to countering India’s four-pronged spin attack was defensive to the point of absurdity. Rizwan-uz-Zaman, hailed by Imran Khan as a future batting mainstay, crawled to 5 in 75 minutes. Rameez Raja, more watchful than expressive, took two and a half hours for 41. Younis Ahmed, returning to the Test fold after an 18-year hiatus, batted for over three hours for his 40.

By stumps on Day One, Pakistan had scored 130 runs off 86 overs, a rate that would make 19th-century stonewallers blush. The following day saw more of the same. Saleem Malik's 20 came in three hours and 12 minutes, and Pakistan soon found themselves at a precarious 176 for 6. But then came Ijaz Faqih, a last-minute reinforcement for the ailing Tauseef Ahmed, who batted nearly a full day for his 105. His innings, punctuated with occasional sixes, offered brief sparks in an otherwise dull stretch of play. Even his heroics, however, could not placate the restless Ahmedabad crowd.

An Eruption in the Stands

The prolonged dullness ignited unrest. By the third day, the frustration among spectators boiled over into outright hostility. Bottles rained onto the field, and enraged fans hurled concrete chunks at Pakistan's fielders. Imran Khan later showcased one such missile to the press—it was the size of a cricket ball. Rizwan-uz-Zaman and Abdul Qadir bore the brunt of these projectiles. With security personnel ineffective, Imran took the only logical step—he led his team off the field.

The intervention of cricketing legends was needed to restore order. Gavaskar, speaking in Gujarati over the public address system, implored the crowd to maintain decorum, reminding them that Pakistan were guests. Kapil Dev echoed his sentiments, emphasizing sportsmanship. Eventually, the game resumed, but not without a moment of farcical defiance—Pakistan’s fielders returned wearing helmets, even at mid-off and mid-wicket, wary of further missile attacks.

A Masterclass Amidst the Chaos

While the Test dragged on, Dilip Vengsarkar remained unfazed. In the words of Harsha Bhogle, he was in a phase where he could "score a Test hundred in his pyjamas while brushing his teeth." His fluent 15th Test century stood out in stark contrast to the sluggish batting that had defined the game. Kapil Dev, in a brief but exhilarating counterpoint, blasted a 52-ball fifty, injecting fleeting energy into an otherwise dreary affair.

Yet, despite Imran Khan’s declarations about aiming for victory, Pakistan showed no inclination to press for a result. Even after taking a 72-run lead, they made no effort to set up a chase. Younis Ahmed’s 73-minute stay at the crease for just 2 runs in the morning session of the final day encapsulated Pakistan’s lack of ambition. When play was finally abandoned after ten of the mandatory last twenty overs, it was a relief for the dwindling audience.

The Imran-Gavaskar Connection: A Twist of Fate

Beyond the numbers and the sluggish cricket, there was an intriguing subplot that had unfolded behind the scenes. Years later, Gavaskar revealed that it was Imran Khan who convinced him to extend his career long enough to reach this milestone. Over an Italian lunch in England in 1986, Gavaskar had confided in Imran about his plans to retire. But the Pakistani captain, determined to beat India with the legend in their ranks, insisted that Gavaskar stay on.

"Pakistan are coming to India," Imran had told him. "I want to beat India with you playing." Gavaskar remained skeptical, replying that the series had not been confirmed. "The ICC meeting is happening soon," Imran assured him. "You'll hear the announcement next week." True to his word, the series was confirmed, and Gavaskar continued. Had he retired in 1986, he would have ended his career with 9,200–9,300 runs, falling short of the magic 10,000 mark.

A Match That Was Both Forgettable and Unforgettable

In retrospect, the Ahmedabad Test was a paradox of a game—both unforgettable and forgettable in equal measure. Gavaskar’s 10,000th run ensured its place in cricket’s history books, while Pakistan’s mind-numbingly defensive approach rendered it one of the dullest Tests ever played. The helmeted fielders, the unruly crowd, and the sluggish batting combined to produce a spectacle that was as bizarre as it was frustrating.

Cricket, in its best moments, is a contest of will, flair, and drama. This Test had willpower in abundance but little of the rest. It was Gavaskar’s indomitable will that carried him past 10,000 runs, and it was Pakistan’s stubborn will that turned the game into an extended stalemate. In the end, it was a Test match that symbolized both the triumph of individual brilliance and the perils of excessive caution. And that is why, decades later, it still lingers in cricketing memory—both as a milestone and a missed opportunity.

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Faisal Caesar 

Vivian Richards: The Artistry of Aggression

In the annals of cricket, few names evoke the same sense of awe and reverence as Sir Vivian Richards. More than just a batsman, he was a spectacle, a presence that transcended mere statistics or records. He was not merely a cricketer; he was an experience—one that bowlers feared, crowds adored, and the game itself seemed to bow before.

Richards was a paradox in motion. Away from the pitch, he was reserved, quiet, and self-contained, exuding the composure of a man who needed no validation. But once he stepped onto the field, he became something else entirely—an unstoppable force of nature, a tempest disguised as a batsman. His approach to the game was both instinctive and calculated, both brutal and poetic. In an era when many batsmen sought caution as their shield, Richards wielded audacity as his greatest weapon.

For 17 years, he dominated world cricket without ever donning a helmet. It was not merely an act of defiance but a statement—a testament to his belief in his own ability. It was as if fear had no place in his world as if the very notion of vulnerability was alien to him. While others relied on protection, Richards relied on an unshakable confidence, a belief that no bowler could truly threaten him.

A Batsman Beyond Comparison

To call Richards an attacking batsman would be an understatement. He was a force of destruction, capable of dismantling even the finest bowling attacks with an ease that bordered on the surreal. His stroke play was a mesmerizing blend of raw power and effortless elegance. His ability to find gaps, to manipulate field placements, to impose his will upon any attack—these were the hallmarks of his genius.

His signature shot, the imperious flick through midwicket, defied conventional coaching. A ball outside the off-stump had no right to be deposited in that region, yet in Richards' hands, it became a thing of inevitability. His hook shot was another stroke of mastery—executed not in desperation but with an air of complete control. Where other batsmen might have flinched, Richards relished the challenge, treating the fastest deliveries with disdainful authority.

The Reflexes of a Predator

Great batsmen have often been defined by their technique, and their ability to conform to the textbook. Richards, however, was defined by his reflexes—so fast, so finely tuned that they rendered textbook technique almost unnecessary. As Imran Khan once observed, his ability to adjust in an instant meant that bowlers never truly knew where to pitch the ball. His preference for initially moving onto the front foot often gave the illusion of vulnerability, but just when a bowler thought he had Richards in trouble, he would instinctively shift his weight back and dispatch the ball with time to spare.

A slow pitch, where many attacking batsmen found themselves neutralized, was never a hindrance to him. He did not play the conditions; he made the conditions play to him. His batting was not just about power but about control, about an ability to dictate terms in a way few have ever managed.

The Ultimate Psychological Warrior

Richards’ aura extended beyond his batting. He was a master of psychological warfare, a cricketer who won battles even before a ball was bowled. His swagger was not arrogance—it was a declaration of supremacy. The way he walked to the crease, the way he stared down bowlers, the way he seemed to own the space around him—it was all part of the intimidation. He did not just outplay opponents; he outthought them and outwilled them.

Sledging Richards was an act of folly, a gamble that almost always ended in destruction. There are countless tales of bowlers who dared to test him verbally, only to watch helplessly as he dismantled them physically. One of the most famous instances involved Greg Thomas, the Glamorgan bowler, who, after beating Richards several times in a county game, decided to offer some words of advice:

"It's red, round, and weighs about five ounces, in case you were wondering."

Richards, unfazed, simply waited for the next delivery. When it arrived, he sent it soaring out of the stadium, beyond the boundaries of the ground itself, into a nearby river. Then, turning to Thomas, he delivered his own piece of advice:

"You know what it looks like—now go and find it."

Legacy: A Batsman Who Redefined the Game

Richards was not just a player; he was a phenomenon. His impact on the game went beyond numbers, beyond records. He redefined what it meant to be a batsman, what it meant to dominate, what it meant to entertain. In a sport where patience is often revered, Richards proved that attack could be just as beautiful, poetic, and effective.

Dennis Lillee, one of the fiercest fast bowlers the game has ever seen, summed it up best:

"Viv would have batted on a surface made of oil."

It was the ultimate compliment to a player for whom no challenge was insurmountable, no bowler too fearsome, no condition too testing.

In the history of cricket, there have been many greats, but few who played with the sheer, unrestrained brilliance of Sir Vivian Richards. He was not just a batsman; he was a spectacle, a memory that still lingers in the minds of those fortunate enough to have witnessed his dominance. To watch him bat was to witness the game at its most exhilarating, fearless, and extraordinary.

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Faisal Caesar

New Zealand Cricket: The Art of Consistency and the Pursuit of Glory

As the 2025 ICC Champions Trophy final approaches, New Zealand stands at the threshold of another defining moment in its cricketing history. Having conquered South Africa in the semi-finals, the Black Caps once again find themselves within touching distance of a major ICC title. Their journey, marked by resilience, structure, and an unrelenting pursuit of excellence, serves as an extraordinary case study in cricketing consistency.

A Legacy of Consistency

Since the inception of the ODI World Cup in 1975, New Zealand has consistently punched above its weight. Of the 13 World Cups held thus far, they have reached the semi-finals an astonishing nine times. This remarkable feat places them among the cricketing elite, with a semi-final qualification rate that rivals powerhouses like Australia and India.

Yet, what makes this accomplishment even more striking is New Zealand’s modest financial standing in the cricketing world. With an estimated worth of just $9 million, they rank as the 10th most affluent cricket board—trailing even Bangladesh. Despite this, their ability to perform at the highest level, cycle after cycle, speaks to the strength of their cricketing infrastructure, their selection policies, and their unwavering commitment to team cohesion.

Pioneering Steps and Heartbreaking Near Misses

New Zealand’s semi-finalist pedigree dates back to 1975, when they first broke into the top four. A defining moment came in the 1992 World Cup, co-hosted with Australia. Under the astute leadership of Martin Crowe, the Kiwis played a fearless brand of cricket, only to fall short against an inspired Pakistani side led by a young Inzamam-ul-Haq. The injury to Crowe in that match remains one of cricket’s great “what-if” moments.

Subsequent tournaments saw similar storylines unfold—semi-final finishes in 1999 (defeated by Pakistan again), and a period of relative stagnation in the early 2000s. However, from 2007 onwards, a new golden era emerged.

From Competitors to Finalists: A Psychological Shift

The appointment of a new coaching regime in 2012 marked a pivotal moment in New Zealand’s approach to global tournaments. Until then, they had reached six World Cup semi-finals but had never taken that next step to the final. The 2015 World Cup changed that narrative. Playing an aggressive, high-intensity brand of cricket, New Zealand won every game en route to the final, including a memorable semi-final victory over South Africa at Eden Park. While they ultimately fell to Australia in the final, the psychological barrier had been broken.

Four years later, in 2019, the Kiwis reached another World Cup final dramatically. Unlike their dominant 2015 campaign, this time they scraped through to the semi-finals but found a way to edge past India. What followed was arguably the most agonizingly close final in cricket history—New Zealand lost to England on a boundary count after a tied Super Over, coming within an inch of their maiden World Cup title.

Even in 2023, in challenging Indian conditions, they once again secured a semi-final berth, cementing their reputation as perennial contenders.

The Broader Context: How New Zealand Compares

A closer look at historical World Cup performances highlights the Kiwis’ extraordinary consistency. Australia, the undisputed benchmark in ODI cricket, has also made nine semi-finals, albeit with multiple titles to their name. India, a cricketing superpower backed by the financial behemoth of the IPL, has reached eight semi-finals, with a clear rise in performance post-2008. By contrast, England, despite its deep cricketing roots and financial muscle, has only reached six semi-finals. South Africa, for all its cricketing prowess, remains yet to make a final, having suffered another painful exit at the hands of New Zealand in the 2025 Champions Trophy semi-final.

In the broader historical context, even former giants of the game—Pakistan, Sri Lanka, and the West Indies—have fewer semi-final appearances than New Zealand. The question then arises: How does such a small nation, with limited financial resources and a population of just five million, continue to remain among the world’s elite?

The Secret to New Zealand’s Success

The answer lies not in monetary investment but in the strategic frameworks underpinning their cricketing philosophy. New Zealand Cricket has consistently fostered a culture of long-term planning, allowing coaches and selectors the freedom to experiment between major tournaments. This ensures that by the time a World Cup or Champions Trophy arrives, the squad is well-settled, players understand their roles, and team chemistry is finely tuned.

More importantly, their cricketing identity prioritizes team dynamics over individual brilliance. While nations like India, Australia, and England often revolve around star players, New Zealand’s strength lies in its collective approach. Their ability to remain competitive across formats and generations is a testament to the effectiveness of this model.

A Defining Moment in 2025?

As New Zealand prepares to face India in the 2025 Champions Trophy final, the narrative remains the same: Can they finally break through and claim another ICC trophy? Their sole success came in the 2000 edition of the tournament in Kenya, a title that remains somewhat underappreciated in cricketing history. A win against India in this final would not only solidify their standing as a modern-day powerhouse but also provide validation to their philosophy of consistency over financial might.

The story of New Zealand cricket is one of resilience, structure, and strategic foresight. While critics may point to their lack of an ODI World Cup title, the fact remains that they have been among the world’s best for decades. In sport, as in life, being consistently in the race is as commendable as winning it outright. With another opportunity on the horizon, perhaps this is the moment when the Kiwis finally seize their destiny and add another golden chapter to their cricketing legacy.

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Faisal Caesar

 

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