Pila, this morning while my tea was brewing and the street dogs were curling up, I remembered the 2001 Eden Gardens test — VVS Laxman’s 281. My son in Bhubaneswar says players now prepare with all this data and analytics, but tell me, when you’ve seen a pitch turn square in Chepauk and then watched a batsman survive six sessions on pure faith in his footwork, that chart becomes just a piece of paper. Our mutton curry here takes three hours to cook properly; you cannot rush the flavour, and touring Australia is the same — no shortcut will save you when the bouncer rises to your throat and the crowd smells your fear. I trust the old men selling chilli saplings in the market, not the economists with their predictions; a batsman’s worth is only known when he faces that last hour of the day before the second new ball.
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