Pakistan’s Triumph at Headingley: Waqar’s Wizardry and England’s Woes

Cricket, in its essence, is a contest of skill, temperament, and resilience. At Headingley, Pakistan delivered a performance that embodied all three, orchestrating a commanding six-wicket victory over England. However, what should have been a celebration of cricketing excellence was somewhat overshadowed by an unruly pitch invasion, and for England, the match only deepened the wounds of their prolonged slump—this being their tenth consecutive ODI defeat.

The Waqar Younis Symphony: A Masterclass in Swing and Seams

From the very first delivery, Waqar Younis ensured that England’s batting lineup remained shackled in uncertainty. The script of the match was written with his fiery opening spell, as he sent Marcus Trescothick’s off-stump cartwheeling with a trademark toe-crushing delivery. It was a harbinger of what was to come. England, already burdened by a string of dismal performances, appeared haunted by the ghosts of past failures.

Nick Knight’s hesitant prod found the safe hands of Shahid Afridi at point, while Michael Vaughan, unsure in his footwork, edged one to Younis Khan in the slips. England's top order crumbled like a house of cards, reduced to 30 for 3, a testament to Waqar’s precision and relentless aggression.

Then came the procession—Owais Shah, Paul Collingwood, Alec Stewart, and Dominic Cork all succumbed in quick succession, trapped in a web spun by the masterful Pakistani seamer. England, reeling at 58 for 7, appeared destined for humiliation. Even the controversial reprieve of Owais Shah—who was adjudged not out despite what commentators deemed a "plumb" LBW—did little to alter the inevitable. The electronic tracking systems, surprisingly dormant at such a crucial juncture, left many questioning their reliability.

Ben Hollioake and Darren Gough, however, salvaged England’s pride, constructing a much-needed partnership of 67 runs. Hollioake’s defiant knock of 53, complemented by Gough’s fighting 40*, lifted England to a semblance of respectability at 156. But the damage had been done. The day belonged to Waqar Younis, whose remarkable spell of 7 for 36 not only decimated England but also etched his name alongside the greats of the game—joining the ranks of Muttiah Muralitharan, Aaqib Javed, and Winston Davis as one of the few bowlers to claim seven wickets in an ODI.

Pakistan’s Measured Chase: A Tale of Patience and Power

While the target of 157 appeared modest, Pakistan’s pursuit was anything but straightforward. Darren Gough, embodying England’s last flickering resistance, struck twice in quick succession. Shahid Afridi, ever the swashbuckler, perished for just 2, slashing a wide one into the gloves of Alec Stewart. Saeed Anwar, composed but tentative, followed suit, his promising 24 curtailed in a near-identical fashion.

At 34 for 2, the chase demanded prudence, and Yousuf Youhana, alongside the ever-reliable Abdur Razzaq, provided exactly that. The two crafted their innings with patience, content to rotate the strike and consolidate before unfurling their strokes. The 50-run mark arrived only in the 20th over—a sluggish start by modern standards but one dictated by the match situation.

Then, as confidence grew, so did the aggression. Razzaq, seizing control, unleashed his full repertoire of strokes. One particularly commanding straight six off Alan Mullally underscored his dominance. His partnership with Youhana, worth 94 runs, effectively sealed the game. Youhana, steady as ever, contributed a vital 24 before departing, but by then, the result was a foregone conclusion.

A moment of slight drama unfolded when Razzaq, within touching distance of victory, chased a wide delivery from Cork and perished for a magnificent 75. The dismissal momentarily delayed the inevitable, but it was little more than a footnote in Pakistan’s march to triumph.

A Chaotic Conclusion and a Historic Victory

With Pakistan requiring a mere handful of runs, a stroke from Azhar Mahmood towards long leg sparked an ill-timed pitch invasion by overzealous spectators who mistook it for the winning shot. Amidst the confusion, England conceded the match, bringing an abrupt and rather unsatisfactory conclusion to an otherwise masterful display by Pakistan.

Waqar Younis, unsurprisingly, was named Man of the Match for his sensational bowling spell—a performance that will be etched in cricketing folklore. For England, the defeat raised troubling questions about their ODI competency, exposing frailties that had now led them to a record-breaking tenth consecutive loss. Urgent introspection and recalibration seemed imperative if they were to salvage their dwindling reputation.

Pakistan, on the other hand, left Headingley with their heads held high—a testament to their unyielding spirit and the brilliance of a fast bowler whose art, even in an era dominated by batting, remained as breathtaking as ever.

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Faisal Caesar 

A Tale of Collapse and Courage: England vs Australia at Trent Bridge, 1948

A Precarious Dawn: England's Shaky Selection and Catastrophic Collapse

As the opening day approached, uncertainty hovered over England's team composition. Wright, suffering from lumbago, was deemed unfit, and though Pope of Derbyshire was summoned as cover, neither took the field. Simpson (Nottinghamshire) stood as the twelfth man. On a rain-affected Thursday, only twenty minutes of play transpired before lunch, yet in that brief spell, Miller delivered a thunderbolt that shattered Hutton's stumps and set the tone for a day dominated by Australia's pace.

Post-interval, a damp surface aided the Australian bowlers, transforming the pitch into a treacherous terrain where the ball skidded sharply. England collapsed to 74 for 8 by tea. The batting, devoid of technique and temperament, floundered against a relentless and varied attack. Johnston, on debut, announced himself with a spell of 5 wickets for 36 runs from 25 overs, a display of left-arm hostility both clinical and composed.

Defiance in the Depths: Laker and Bedser Restore Some Honour

With England teetering on the brink of ignominy, Laker and Bedser staged a stoic resistance. Their stand of 89 in 73 minutes more than doubled the team's total and saved them from the ignominy of registering their lowest score at Nottingham. Laker, fluent with off-drives and the hook, paired with Bedser's gritty defence and sharp stroke-play to restore a semblance of dignity. A slip catch by Miller underlined Australia’s electric fielding, while Lindwall, despite suffering a groin injury, contributed with bat and effort before retiring hurt.

Australia Assert Their Might: Cautious Foundations and Tactical Prowess

In the fading light of the first day, Australia's openers Barnes and Morris batted cautiously, refusing risk. The second day saw England respond with disciplined, defensive tactics. Yardley's leg-stump fields and reliance on containment rather than penetration yielded temporary control. Laker emerged as England's best weapon, his off-breaks stifling progress and earning three crucial wickets.

Barnes's dismissal owed much to Evans's remarkable reflexes, and Miller’s misjudgment handed Laker a third. Surprisingly, Laker was removed when Australia seemed vulnerable, a decision that allowed Bradman and Brown to consolidate. Yardley's reintroduction brought some success with Brown's leg-before, but a grinding stand of 108 between Bradman and Hassett left Australia in command.

Bradman, usually a symbol of dominance, was restrained, clearly irked by England’s leg-side tactics. His century took over 210 minutes, a subdued but significant contribution.

A Long Haul: Hassett and the Marathon Innings

Saturday brought milestones and drama. Bradman reached 1,000 runs for the season, but was soon dismissed by a late Bedser in-swinger. Hassett then became the linchpin, shepherding the tail and frustrating England with patient accumulation. Young delivered a herculean spell, conceding just 79 runs in 60 overs. Lindwall, batting despite injury, formed a vital eighth-wicket partnership of 107 with Hassett, who eventually fell for a painstaking and majestic innings that lasted nearly six hours.

Bedser claimed his 50th Test wicket and Evans caught Lindwall to end the resistance, but the deficit of 344 loomed insurmountably.

Flickers of Hope: England’s Second Innings Resurgence

England's second innings began under the shadow of that daunting deficit. Once again, Miller made an early breakthrough, removing Washbrook. Edrich fell at 39, but Hutton and Compton injected life into the chase. Hutton, playing with flair and precision, reached his fifty in a flurry. However, Miller, switching to fast deliveries, tested Hutton's resolve and drew the crowd's ire with a barrage of bouncers.

Despite the pressure, England ended the day with a promising 82-run stand, and Nottingham's crowd had reason to hope.

Dark Skies and Diminishing Light: The Monday Ordeal

Monday's play was marred by bad light and thunderstorms. The Nottinghamshire secretary appealed for decorum, a reflection of the crowd's discontent with Miller's short-pitched bowling. In the gloom, Hutton succumbed to a Miller break-back. Compton, battling the elements and bowlers, neared a century only to be thwarted twice by poor light.

When play resumed, Compton reached three successive centuries at Trent Bridge, supported briefly by Hardstaff and then Yardley. The England captain departed to a smart return catch by Johnston. Yet, Compton remained the cornerstone, defying fate.

A Heroic Fall: Compton’s Tragic End and England’s Collapse

Tuesday dawned with hope but also inevitability. England were just one run ahead with four wickets in hand. Compton and Evans held firm through light showers, but tragedy struck ten minutes before lunch. Facing Miller's venomous bouncer, Compton, off-balance on the muddy turf, fell into his stumps. It was a cruel end to a valiant, near-seven-hour epic of 154, adorned with 19 boundaries.

Evans reached fifty, but the tail folded quickly. Australia needed just 98.

The Final Chase: Bradman Falls, but Victory Beckons

Australia's chase began with drama. Bedser bowled Morris and then dismissed Bradman for a duck, caught identically to his first innings. It was Bradman's first duck in England. Barnes and Hassett, however, saw Australia home with fluent stroke-play. A curious mix-up ended the match on a humorous note when Barnes mistakenly thought the game over after levelling the scores and dashed to the pavilion with a stump, only to return sheepishly to complete the formality.

A Contest of Contrasts and Character

This Test will be remembered for its intense swings, individual brilliance, and harsh conditions. England's resilience was personified by Compton, who battled not only the Australians but also the elements. Australia's superiority lay in their depth, discipline, and decisive moments. Amid the clash of titans, the enduring image remains that of Compton, muddy and defiant, falling heroically as England's last bastion of hope.

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Faisal Caesar

The Fragile Edge of Dominance: West Indies vs Sri Lanka at Antigua, 1997

Early Devastation: Ambrose the Executioner

Victory with over two days remaining may suggest dominance, but West Indies' win over Sri Lanka was not as straightforward as the final margin implies. It was Curtly Ambrose, still fearsome on familiar turf, who engineered Sri Lanka’s collapse early on a damp, green-tinged pitch. Within the first thirty minutes, Ambrose tore through the top order, moving within reach of the prestigious 300-wicket mark in typically imperious fashion.

Yet, while Ambrose was relentlessly accurate, his fellow bowlers struggled with length and rhythm. It was during his absence that Sri Lanka’s resistance began to take shape.

Resistance in the Fire: Jayasuriya and Ranatunga’s Grit

Enter Sanath Jayasuriya and Arjuna Ranatunga—a study in controlled defiance. Their 110-run stand was not just productive; it was brave. Both men absorbed physical punishment, peppered with rising deliveries that reared off uncertain lengths. It was batting that combined courage with calculated aggression, all while wearing the scars of the pitch's caprice.

The pitch itself became a subject of controversy. Sri Lankan coach Bruce Yardley openly criticised the decision to start play before tea, calling it a “crap pitch.” Yet ironically, his top order had endured the most volatile conditions with surprising composure. Ranatunga’s dismissal—run out—broke the partnership, but worse followed.

Fractures and Milestones: Sri Lanka Falters

Hashan Tillekeratne’s bold decision to bat without an arm guard proved costly. Walsh, relentless and precise, shattered his forearm, while Jayasuriya perished attempting to dominate Carl Hooper’s subtle variations. His 82 was studded with nine boundaries and two sixes—an innings of counter-punching elegance lasting 223 minutes.

Kaluwitharana's bizarre dismissal—treading on his stumps—ushered in Courtney Walsh’s return. Ambrose then took center stage again, dismissing Sanjeewa de Silva to reach his 300th wicket in his 71st Test. He became only the fourth West Indian and the twelfth bowler overall to reach this landmark—a moment of statistical glory wrapped in quiet ferocity.

A Reply Undone: Sri Lanka Strike Back

West Indies’ reply began with composure, but quickly unraveled due to careless shot selection and an inspired burst from Pushpakumara. Lara, controversially given out caught behind, left with visible disbelief. His early exit sparked a chain reaction: the lower order was dismantled in spectacular fashion by Muttiah Muralitharan, who bowled the final three wickets in 35 balls—without conceding a single run.

Campbell's half-century stood as the only beacon in a flurry of poor strokes and missed opportunities. From 113 for 4, West Indies collapsed to 134 all out, surrendering their advantage with alarming haste.

Ambrose Leads Again: The Turning Point

Ambrose resumed his role as enforcer in Sri Lanka’s second innings. Jayasuriya, so dominant in the first dig, was gone by the third ball—caught behind. Ambrose struck twice more in quick succession, this time with meaningful backup. Bishop found rhythm, Hooper teased, and Sri Lanka folded quickly.

Their best stand—just 44 between Ranatunga and Aravinda de Silva—was hardly sufficient. Bishop's double strike in one over pulled the heart out of the innings, and no one else could stem the tide. In just 35 overs, Sri Lanka were all out again, setting West Indies a target of 187—modest, but not trivial given the low-scoring nature of the match.

A Glimpse of Glory: The Williams-Campbell Show

If the rest of the match was defined by struggle, West Indies’ second innings offered an exuberant counterpoint. Campbell and Williams unleashed a dazzling assault on the Sri Lankan bowlers, racing to 160 with strokes that were both authoritative and stylish.

Williams, the more fluent of the pair, struck 12 boundaries and two sixes in just over two and a half hours before falling at long-on. Campbell too, after a well-paced knock, gave his wicket away cheaply. Lara’s brief stay ended in disappointment—dismissed second ball—followed immediately by debutant Reifer’s exit.

But the early fireworks had already ensured that the target was within reach. Victory came half an hour before tea, though not without the reminder that this was a contest of fragile momentum and bold counterattack.

A Win Built on Fire and Frailty

The final result—victory by seven wickets with two days to spare—masks the fragility that often hovered beneath West Indies’ performance. They relied heavily on the brilliance of Ambrose, the energy of Campbell and Williams, and a few moments of Muralitharan-like magic from their bowlers.

Sri Lanka, for their part, batted with heart in the face of dangerous conditions but could not string together complete innings. Their collapse under pressure reflected a lack of depth and adaptability, and yet they exposed West Indies' vulnerabilities in a match that was far more even than the scoreboard would suggest.

In the end, it was a contest won not just by skill but by seizing the moments—and Curtly Ambrose, more than anyone, knew how to seize them.

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Faisal Caesar

Redemption at Lord’s: Temba Bavuma Leads South Africa to Historic WTC Triumph, Proves Doubters Wrong

A New Dawn in South African Cricket

South Africa's long, painful wait for a major ICC trophy finally ended at the hallowed turf of Lord’s, as they clinched the World Test Championship title with a five-wicket victory over Australia. Chasing 282, the Proteas resumed the final day at 213 for 2, needing just 69 runs with eight wickets in hand. Yet, despite their commanding position, tension crackled in the air — this was no ordinary chase.

Temba Bavuma, the resilient South African captain, began the day with a single to the covers, met with thunderous cheers from a pro-South African crowd. He had battled a hamstring injury throughout his innings, nearly being retired hurt the previous evening. Instead, he soldiered on, forming a match-defining 147-run stand with Aiden Markram, the innings' anchor.

While Bavuma fell short of seeing his team over the line, edging a lifting delivery from Pat Cummins, his contribution had already shaped history.

Markram, Bavuma, and the Banishment of the “Chokers” Tag

Markram scored a crucial 136 and held the chase together even as nerves surfaced. When Bavuma fell, the ghosts of past failures loomed. Australia tried to exploit that history — “We could hear them saying ‘choke’,” Bavuma later revealed. But this time, South Africa did not falter.

Markram eventually fell just six runs short of the target, but the Proteas completed the chase and lifted their first ICC Trophy in 27 years — a moment of catharsis for a team historically dogged by near-misses and collapses on the big stage.

“This win squashes that,” Bavuma said at the presentation. “There were doubters — about our route to the final, about our ability to win. We proved them wrong.”

Bavuma: From Langa to Lord’s

Temba Bavuma's journey from the streets of Langa township outside Cape Town to holding the WTC mace at Lord’s is nothing short of poetic.

“In Langa we had a four-way street,” he reminisced. “One side we called Karachi, another the MCG, but the clean, tarred section we called Lord’s — that’s where I always dreamed of playing.”

Growing up amid poverty and violence, Bavuma’s early experiences built his mental fortitude. At age 10, he earned a scholarship to the elite SACS (South African College Schools), where cultural assimilation posed new challenges. From dishing modest portions at lunch to coping with questions about belonging, Bavuma learned discipline and resilience.

His eventual move to St David’s in Johannesburg, where he fully embraced the dominant white school culture, marked another turning point. “By then, I was fluent in English and confident. But it took time.”

Breaking Barriers, Bearing Burdens

Bavuma has long been a pioneer. In 2016, he became the first Black South African to score a Test century, and in 2023, the nation’s first Black Test captain. Under his leadership, South Africa has won eight Tests and drawn one, including a record-breaking seven-match winning streak en route to the WTC final.

Yet, his rise hasn’t been without doubt. Critics, including former England captain Michael Vaughan, questioned whether South Africa deserved their spot in the final, citing a perceived weaker schedule.

But Bavuma’s side had no choice — they were often forced to field under-strength squads due to financial constraints. Players missed tours like New Zealand in favour of domestic T20 tournaments, needed to fund the system. Their path to the final included series victories over West Indies, Bangladesh, Sri Lanka, and Pakistan — all won with conviction.

Leadership, Sacrifice, and Redemption

The defeat to Australia in 2022-23 was, in Bavuma’s words, “a turning point.” Despite personal form, the team struggled. That adversity cemented his leadership style: **calm under pressure, yet proactive in attack.

In January 2023, Bavuma was appointed Test captain. His form surged — averaging 57.78 as captain compared to 34.53 before. His ability to absorb and exert pressure matured. “You grow in confidence. You understand your game better. And most importantly, you stop trying to play like someone else.”

The defining moment came against Pakistan in the home summer: South Africa faltered chasing 148 at Centurion. Bavuma walked, wrongly thinking he was caught, and the Proteas collapsed. “I was sulking in the bathroom,” he said. But the team scraped through, and went on to dominate the rest of the cycle — culminating in that fateful day at Lord’s.

More Than Just a Cricketer

Bavuma understands the broader significance of his role. “It’s not easy being captain of South Africa,” he admits. “But it feels worth it. To be recognised not just as a Black cricketer, but as someone who achieved something our country has longed for.”

Markram’s words echoed that sentiment. “It’ll be great to not have to hear that word — ‘choke’ — again. This is a big statement.”

The victory also united a nation. “This is a chance for us to forget our issues and really come together,” Bavuma said. “I hope it continues to inspire.”

A Changing of the Guard?

While South Africa celebrated, Pat Cummins reflected on Australia’s future. “This feels like a good time for a fresh start,” he said. “Like with white-ball formats, we may build in cycles now in Tests too.”

Australia, ever-competitive, will regroup. But this was South Africa’s moment — one built not just on runs and wickets, but on legacy, struggle, belief, and unity.

A Legacy Secured

From a dusty street in Langa named Lord’s to the real thing, Bavuma’s journey now symbolizes far more than a sporting triumph. It is a story of representation, resilience, and redemption. South Africa are no longer bridesmaids — they are champions of the world, and Bavuma, their unassuming 5ft 3in leader, has rewritten the narrative.

“We’re going to keep knocking on the door,” Bavuma said. “And at some point, it has to open.”

On June 14, 2025, at Lord’s, it finally did.

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Faisal Caesar

The Long Chase: Legacy, Pressure, and Markram’s Century at Lord’s

When I first fell in love with cricket, the global pantheon was dominated by three giants: the West Indies, Pakistan, and Australia. The player who captured my imagination was none other than Sir Vivian Richards—a cricketer who batted as if he owned time. My father, a purist of the game, reminded me that I was watching an ageing Viv, a version no longer lightning-quick, his reflexes dulled slightly by the passage of time. Yet, even at 35 or 36, what Viv could do with the bat remained beyond the reach of most. His swagger, his brutality, his intent—few could rival it. Gordon Greenidge perhaps came closest, but even these titans had their off days.

And when they did, it fell upon the stabilizers—the unsung heroes. Larry Gomes, Richie Richardson, Gus Logie, and Desmond Haynes: the builders, the fortifiers. They held the innings when flair failed, rotating strike, absorbing pressure, and forging resilience one run at a time.

In another cricketing colossus, Pakistan, stood a man named Javed Miandad. Unlike Viv, he wasn't a picture of elegance. His technique didn’t draw awe. But what he did possess was steel. Miandad was the heartbeat of the Imran Khan-led side—a gritty lifeline who dragged Pakistan out of ditches time and again. He wasn’t flashy, but his mastery of placement, strike rotation, and innings construction made him indispensable. With little consistent support outside Imran himself, Miandad bore the burden of an entire batting lineup, match after match, innings after innings.

Meanwhile, in Australia, Allan Border was the left-handed version of Miandad. 

Such batsmen are craftsmen. They understand that batting—particularly in Tests and high-stakes ODIs—is about endurance, patience, and adaptability. And in today's cricketing world, where the blitzkrieg of T20 often overshadows such nuance, it’s easy to forget that old art.

In the post-Miandad era, Steve Waugh, Mark Waugh, Inzamam-ul-Haq, Graeme Smith, Michael Atherton, and co stuck to the mantra of Miandad. 

At Lord's Markram decided to follow the mantra of the gritty legends of yesteryear. 

The Markram Moment: A Modern Masterpiece at Lord's

On a luminous day at Lord’s—the cathedral of cricket—Aiden Markram resurrected the age-old virtues of Test match batting. It wasn’t just an innings; it was an act of defiance, of history rewritten in whites. In the World Test Championship final against defending champions Australia, Markram didn’t just chase runs. He chased ghosts—those of past South African heartbreaks on the grandest stage.

He began with a flick—a gentle stroke off Hazlewood’s pads through midwicket. But that simple shot set the tone: composed, purposeful, grounded. Then, raising his bat and eyes to the skies, Markram let emotion stream down his face. A century—yes. But also, redemption.

At the other end, Temba Bavuma—South Africa’s stoic captain—watched on with quiet pride. His hamstring failing but his resolve firm, he mirrored the innings' heart: grit amid fragility. Their partnership wasn’t just tactical—it was spiritual.

Markram’s unbeaten 102 at stumps on day four was already being spoken of in reverent tones. But he wasn’t done. “It’s not over yet,” his eyes seemed to say, even in the fleeting joy of reaching three figures. Sixty-nine more runs stood between South Africa and immortality.

The Craft Behind the Glory

Let’s not romanticize this into myth without acknowledging the method. Markram came into the final under pressure. A duck in the first innings. Inconsistent recent form. The burden of expectation. But from his first ball—a soft push to get off strike—he signaled a shift in mindset. No more passivity. No more retreat. South Africa would chase with intent.

He pounced on width, punished over-pitched deliveries, and bided time when bowlers tested his patience. His offside play—long considered his strength—was vintage: cuts, drives, and late dabs all flowed. Yet, what stood out was how he adapted. Against Lyon’s turn, against Cummins’ precision, and in the face of Bavuma’s injury, he recalibrated his game. His focus narrowed. He played closer to the body, resisted the temptation of expansive strokes, and anchored the innings like a veteran.

Markram didn’t just survive—he orchestrated. He was a composer and conductor, setting the tempo of South Africa’s most significant chase in memory.

Deliverance

The final morning at Lord’s dawned with nerves in the air. 213 for 2. Sixty-nine runs to glory. Still, doubt lingered.

Markram answered it with authority: drives through the covers, pulls off short-pitched bowling, and the maturity to absorb spells from Australia’s finest. When the second new ball arrived, Hazlewood bent his back—but Markram bent the moment to his will. One flick off the pads, then another. And then it was nine to win.

Eventually, it was Kyle Verreynne who struck the winning runs, but it was Markram’s 136 that had already carved itself into the marble of South African cricket history. A victory was finally sealed. A final was finally conquered.

Beyond the Numbers

This wasn’t just a century. It was the silencing of decades of near-misses, collapses, and chokes. It was the moment when the weight of being "the golden boy" finally became wings instead of chains for Aiden Markram.

In the shadow of past legends, he created light of his own.

Final Thought

In a sport increasingly obsessed with the rapid, Markram reminded us that endurance, intent, and elegance still matter. His innings, much like Miandad’s grittiness or Richards’ dominance, will be remembered not just for the score, but for what it stood for—a resurrection of belief.

On that Saturday at Lord’s, South Africa didn’t just win a Test. They won history.

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Faisal Caesar