Shaun Tait huffs and puffs. The going is not too good for him. He has just been belted for a boundary. Ricky Ponting runs up to him. A pat on the arm in support. And tells him to go for Plan B. The ace up his sleeve. The bouncer.
It won’t fetch him the wicket he craves. But atleast it will ruffle the batsman slightly. It will work him up. He will lose his coordination. It will force him into a mistake. Accordingly Tait storms back into position for his run up. Sprints to the crease and slams the ball on the deck. Hard. Forcing the batsman to duck.
It won’t fetch him the wicket he craves. But atleast it will ruffle the batsman slightly. It will work him up. He will lose his coordination. It will force him into a mistake. Accordingly Tait storms back into position for his run up. Sprints to the crease and slams the ball on the deck. Hard. Forcing the batsman to duck.
Hit that one, he yells. Mission accomplished? Yeah right! Sachin Tendulkar turns and takes a step away to the side of the crease. He is more concerned about the flies hovering around his visor. They are the bigger threat to India's impending victory.
The Aussies might have mastered the art of sledging. But Tendulkar has mastered the art of countering it. Two dot balls later, Brett Lee runs to fetch another Tait delivery duly dispatched to the boundary.
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