Saturday, December 6, 2025

When Nessun Dorma Made Us Fall in Love with Football Once More

When Andrea Bocelli’s voice rose with Nessun Dorma at last night’s FIFA World Cup 2026 draw, time quietly folded in on itself. 

I was carried back to that long, golden, unforgettable summer of 1990, when Luciano Pavarotti’s soaring tenor first wrapped football in poetry and made me fall in love with the game in a way words could barely contain.

Nessun Dorma was never written for football. Yet in #Italia90, football claimed it: gently, irrevocably, and turned it into something eternal. From that moment on, the song ceased to belong only to the opera house: it became the heartbeat of packed stadiums, tearful anthems, late nights, and lifelong dreams.

It forged a quiet, romantic bond between the game and fans like us, a bond that lives beyond goals and trophies. And every time it returns, especially on the grandest stage of all, it reminds us that football is not just played or watched, it is felt, at a rhythm all its own, on the Greatest Show on Earth.

Thank You 

Faisal Caesar 

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 

Brazil’s Group C Journey in 2026: History, Myth, and the Mathematics of Destiny

Every World Cup draws its own constellation of stories, but for Brazil, Group C in 2026 feels less like a random draw and more like a return to an ancient script. Brazil has lived in this group before, 1962, 1966, 1970, 1978, 1990, 2002—and three times, in ’62, ’70, and ’02, the Seleção emerged with the crown. 

Group C has been both a mirror and an omen, reflecting their strengths and their flaws across generations.

Yet history, that stubborn storyteller, also whispers a warning: whenever Brazil have faced Scotland in a World Cup, they have not gone on to lift the trophy. A curious omen, neither decisive nor dismissible, hovering over this narrative.

In June 2026, Brazil will begin their campaign on the 13th, then the 19th, closing on the 24th. Three matches, three opponents, and three very different footballing cultures. What lies ahead is not merely tactical combat, but an examination of Brazil’s ability to reinvent itself in an era where global football has flattened, and no badge guarantees supremacy.

Morocco: The New Power of the Global South

Ranked 11th, Morocco is no longer an underdog, they are a rising system. The team that captivated the world in Qatar 2022 has retained its spine, its belief, and its architect, Walid Regragui. Their qualifiers were a masterclass: eight wins, 22 goals scored, only two conceded. Hakimi, the arrowhead on their right flank, remains the symbol of their defiant modernity.

Their record against Brazil may lean towards the Seleção, but this Moroccan side is forged in a new era, one where African teams no longer arrive as guests, but contenders. Brazil opening their campaign against such an opponent is both poetic and perilous.

Scotland: A Familiar Rival, A Historical Puzzle

Scotland’s return to the World Cup after nearly three decades is a story knitted with grit. Qualification arrived in stoppage time, their football still rugged, their dreams still stubborn. Scott McTominay, the unexpected engine of this renaissance, embodies their style: industrious, unfashionable, but deadly when dismissed.

Their head-to-head record against Brazil may be lopsided, but the omen remains: every time the Scots crossed paths with Brazil on this grand stage, the Seleção’s campaign ended without a trophy. Coincidence? Perhaps. But football often lives on such psychological shadows.

Haiti: The Romantic Return of an Old Flame

A return after 50 years, Haiti arrives not with the weight of expectation but the purity of narrative. A team built on collective defiance rather than individual stardom, they stunned the Concacaf qualifiers by topping Costa Rica and Honduras. Their players—Bellegarde in midfield, Ricardo Adé in defence—stand as emblems of a nation’s quiet resilience.

Against Brazil, they have never prevailed. Yet the World Cup is often kind to dreamers, and Haiti comes carrying half a century of them.

Final Thought: Group C Is Not Just a Group—It’s Brazil’s Reflection

Brazil enters Group C with history behind them, uncertainty around them, and expectation within them. Morocco brings method, Scotland brings memory, Haiti brings miracle. For Brazil, the group stage will not merely determine progression, it will reveal identity.

In 2026, the question is not whether Brazil can win the World Cup.

The question is whether they can understand the lessons hidden in their own history and rise above them! 

Thank You

Faisal Caesar

Thursday, December 4, 2025

Mitchell Starc vs Wasim Akram: Statistics, Skill, and the Search for the Greatest Left-Arm Seamer

When Mitchell Starc walked into the pink evening haze of the Gabba Test, he was just three wickets shy of history. Wasim Akram's once-immovable record—414 Test wickets, the most by a left-arm fast bowler—had stood for two decades as a monument to swing, guile, and everlasting mastery. Starc needed only a session to overtake it. Three strikes, almost casual in their inevitability, lifted him above the Pakistani great in the record books.

Statistically, the summit now belongs to Starc. But statistics alone rarely tell cricket’s full story.

The Numbers: A Superficial Gap, a Deeper Balance

On paper, the two left-arm titans stand remarkably close.

Matches: Starc 102 | Akram 104

Wickets: Starc 418* | Akram 414

Averages: Starc 26.54 | Akram 23.62

Strike Rates: Starc significantly faster

Five-wicket hauls: Akram clearly superior

Both bowled at high pace, both terrorized right-handers, and both could reverse swing the ball at will—but the numbers reveal contrasting shapes of greatness.

Starc’s career is one of bursts: breathtaking spells, rapid wicket-taking, and the ability to open or close an innings in the space of a dozen deliveries. His strike-rate dominance reflects this explosiveness.

Akram’s record tells a different story: relentless control, tactical cruelty, and a staggering ability to extract movement on even the flattest Asian surfaces. His superior average and higher frequency of five-wicket hauls capture that unwavering consistency.

Home and Away: Conditions That Sculpted Legacies

Starc at Home: Comfort and Carnage

Starc has bowled 16 more home Tests than Akram—an advantage of conditions as much as of era.

Starc: 248 wickets at 25.69

Akram: 154 wickets at 22.22

The Australian relies on pace-friendly pitches and the Kookaburra ball that behaves early before turning docile. His numbers are excellent but not extraordinary in comparison to the subcontinental master.

Akram at Home: Genius on Graveyards

Akram’s 154 wickets in Pakistan remain astonishing when one considers the context: slow, low tracks with minimal bounce and next to no lateral movement. His 22.22 average at home borders on miraculous.

Where Starc needed nature’s help, Akram often created his own.

Away from Home: Where Craftsmanship Speaks Loudest

Here the gulf widens.

Akram has 93 more away wickets than Starc.

He averages better overseas.

He has more five-wicket hauls in foreign conditions.

And then there is the Australian chapter:

36 wickets in just 9 Tests on Starc’s home turf, where few visiting fast bowlers survive, let alone thrive. That stat alone is a testament to his adaptability, his mastery of seam, and his unmatched reverse-swing craft.

Starc, by contrast, has struggled significantly in Asia—just 17 wickets in 9 Tests in India and Pakistan. Where Akram blossomed, Starc often withered.

Skill vs Statistics: The Eternal Debate

Greatness in fast bowling is rarely judged by tally alone. It is judged by deception, endurance, intimidation, artistry.

And on pure skill, Wasim Akram sits higher.

He could swing the new ball conventionally and the old ball in reverse, both ways, at will.

He bowled from different angles, changed pace seamlessly, and manipulated batsmen like a chess master.

His wrist position remains textbook perfection; his seam—an axis of sorcery.

Starc has his own artillery—waist-high pace, yorkers that detonate at the stumps, and the most destructive pink-ball record in the world (87 wickets at 16.72). He is modern cricket’s thunderbolt.

But Akram was poetry sharpened into metal.

Voices of Respect: Two Greats in Conversation Across Generations

Starc, even after breaking the record, refused to claim the crown.

"I won’t be calling myself the GOAT. Wasim’s still a far better bowler than I am… he’s the pinnacle of left-armers."

Exhausted after his 6 for 71 at the Gabba, he seemed more humbled than triumphant. His words echoed reverence, not rivalry.

Akram, ever gracious, returned the praise:

 “I am actually really proud of this guy… He is a worthy champion. I think he will get 500 Test wickets.”

When the old master blesses the successor, the debate takes on a warmth that transcends numbers.

Two Legends, One Narrative of Left-Arm Greatness

Mitchell Starc now occupies the statistical throne.

Wasim Akram still occupies the artistic one.

One is the greatest left-arm wicket-taker.

The other, many would argue, remains the greatest left-arm bowler.

But the story does not end here. Starc still has cricket in him—hundreds of overs, dozens of Tests, perhaps a hundred more scalps.

Maybe one day, when his career arc completes its final curve, the comparison will tilt further. Maybe it won’t.

For now, the cricketing world is blessed with a rare moment:

a modern great surpassing a timeless one, both acknowledging each other with respect befitting royalty.

It is not a changing of the guard.

It is the continuation of a lineage—one left-arm magic flowing into another.

Thank You 
Faisal Caesar 

Mitchell Starc: The Last Flame of Fast Bowling Empire

“Batting may be cricket’s heartbeat, but fast bowling is its pulse.”

Across formats increasingly tilted toward the bat, genuine fast bowling has become a rare and defiant art. Modern cricket celebrates innovation—reverse ramps, scoops, 360° strokeplay—yet it also quietly yearns for the elemental violence of pace. The days when pairs like Walsh & Ambrose, Akram & Younis, McGrath & Gillespie terrorised batters in tandem may have faded. But in the twilight of that lineage stands a singular figure: Mitchell Starc, the last great left-arm enforcer of his generation.

At 35—an age at which fast bowlers typically negotiate decline or retirement—Starc has not merely sustained pace; he has reached his statistical peak. The 2025-26 Ashes have renewed a question that has lingered for a decade: How does he keep doing it?

This essay explores the anatomy, psychology, evolution, and legacy of Mitchell Starc through technical analysis, data, and narrative—a study of a bowler who learned to silence the world by outrunning it.

The Mechanics of Violence: Run-up, Stride, and The Baseballer Secret

Starc’s run-up is not a sprint; it is a gathering storm.

He begins long, languid, almost deceptive—momentum building until the final bound unloads kinetic fury. Unlike shorter bowlers who rely on exaggerated leaps to generate thrust, Starc’s 6’6” frame turns length into leverage.

The Old-School Back Foot

Most contemporary 140 kph bowlers—Pat Cummins, Dale Steyn, Lasith Malinga—land side-on, their back foot parallel to the crease.

Starc is an outlier.

His back foot lands facing the batsman, forming a 90-degree angle with the crease, a relic from an older generation of fast-bowling biomechanics. This allows his hips to rotate violently clockwise, transferring bodyweight through the delivery like a whip. His front leg bends to absorb impact; his torso drives forward; and his follow-through forms a V-like extension, preventing dangerous collapse after release.

The Baseball Analogy

The similarities to a baseball pitcher are uncanny—the leg split, the torque, the delayed shoulder rotation.

This explains how Starc regularly exceeds 140+ kph even with a technique that defies modern orthodoxy. He creates angular velocity where others seek linear force.

Pace, for him, is not a gift—it is geometry.

The Statistical Apex: A Career Peaking in its Twilight

In December 2025 at the Gabba, Starc surpassed Wasim Akram’s 414 wickets, becoming the most successful left-arm fast bowler in Test history.

And he did it while producing some of the most devastating spells of his career.

Career-Best Numbers—At 35

After the Perth Test:

Best career average: 26.64

Best strike rate: 43.0

ICC Ranking: 5th (820 points), a career high

Fastest to 100 Ashes wickets behind McGrath (4488 balls vs McGrath’s 4356)

Among 30 fast bowlers with 300+ Test wickets, only McGrath, Broad, and Hadlee peaked later in their careers.

The Master of Pink-Ball Warfare

No bowler in world cricket owns the night like Mitchell Starc.

14 day-night Tests

81 wickets — nearly double Pat Cummins (43)

Average: 17.08

Strike rate: 33.3

Brisbane’s early twilight, where light dies abruptly, has become his personal cathedral. Under lights, the pink ball performs dark magic in his hands—dipping like Akram, seaming like Johnson, and striking like Lee.

The First Over Predator

The first over of a Test match is supposed to be a formality.

Not for Mitchell Starc.

169 innings in which he bowled the first over, he has taken:

25 first-over wickets

Second only to James Anderson’s 29—but Anderson needed 123 more innings to get just four extra strikes.

64% of Starc’s first-over wickets have contributed directly to wins.

These are not statistical quirks; they are early ruptures in opposition strategy.

Zak Crawley, Joe Root, Ben Stokes—none of England’s top order averages over 40 against him. Crawley has already endured the humiliation of a first-over pair in Perth.

Starc does not merely open matches.

He reshapes them.

The Middle Session Executioner

Since debuting in 2011, Starc ranks fourth in wickets taken within the first 30 overs of a Test:

Ashwin — 190

Anderson — 191

Broad — 184

Starc — 171

The first three are retired.

Starc stands alone as the leading active bowler.

In winning causes, he has 105 wickets in this phase—another indicator of tactical impact.

His wicket-taking rhythm is precise: new-ball destruction, followed by reverse-swing ambush.

The Fire and The Noise

Few modern Australian cricketers have endured the volume of criticism Starc has—much of it from the loudest voice of all: Shane Warne.

“He looks soft.”

“His body language isn’t strong.”

 “Maybe Cummins should take the new ball instead.”

From 2012 to 2018, these voices seeped into Starc’s consciousness.

He internalized them, weaponized them, and often unraveled under them.

But the turning point came in 2019.

January 2nd: The Day He Shut the World Out

He deleted Twitter.

He stopped reading commentary.

He listened only to three people: Alyssa Healy, Andre Adams, and himself.

Adams—NSW’s bowling coach—helped him rebuild rhythm by simplifying his load-up, aligning wrist positions, and teaching him to problem-solve mid-spell.

From that point:

45 wickets at 18.42 in eight Tests.

A return to clarity, purpose, and internal quiet.

The Art of Swing: A Fast Bowling Hybrid

Starc is a biological anomaly:

Akram’s late swing

McGrath’s height

Lee’s pace

His conventional inducker to the right-hander is the most feared new-ball delivery of the last decade. Later in the innings, his reverse swing from around the wicket becomes a form of execution—pushing batters across the crease before attacking the stumps.

Starc does not bowl at the stumps.

He bowls through them.

A Crisis, Cult hero and an Empire Held Together

With Cummins and Hazlewood injured during the 2025 Perth opener, Australia fielded Scott Boland and debutant Brendan Doggett. The burden of leadership fell squarely on Starc.

He responded by taking:

7 for 58 in the first innings

10 wickets in the match

His third ten-wicket haul in Tests

And his best figures ever

Kerry O’Keeffe called him “one of the most underrated cricketers Australia has produced.”

The numbers demand agreement.

He now has:

17 five-wicket hauls (second only to Akram among left-arm pacers)

100+ Ashes wickets

Over 400 Test wickets—behind only McGrath, Warne, and Lyon for Australia

And all this while carrying Australia through injury crises, form slumps, and shifting team cultures.

The Bowling Poet in The Age of Noise

Mitchell Starc stands as a contradiction:

A shy man who bowls like a storm

A gentle figure who unleashes 150 kph violence

A bowler once vulnerable to criticism who now thrives by ignoring it

A late-career peak in a discipline that punishes age

He is also a romantic anomaly—a fast bowler who, in 2025, is still getting better.

When he runs in, he becomes pure motion:

A cheetah with white wristbands, a river of molten speed, a silhouette against twilight under the pink ball’s glow. And as long as he continues to haunt the top of his run, fast bowling will retain its pulse.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar