This is a no-frills I-told-you-so post. I suppose it would be fitting that I write endlessly about the beauty of this comeback. Except, thanks to the lacking alacrity of babu moshai Pranab Mukhejee and the general (and now characteristic) idiocy of the BCCI, I wasn’t lucky enough to actually see Mr Ganguly in action earlier today. I imagine that it was no less entertaining than it sounds. But in my mind’s eye, it all makes perfect sense - including the close finish. Ok, so it’s a some-frills post.

Act 1, Scene 1: Ganguly races to 50. Dravid stands up with the rest of the team to applaud. Begins to sit back down and then notices the boys are still clapping. Straightens up and puts his hands together like he never entertained the thought of sitting back down.

Scene 2: While the West Indians tried to pull a Garrison-finish, Sir Rahul looks into the distance, shuffles his feet, almost about to do something about it and then feels it is best to remain thoughful about the matter.

Scene 3: Mr Indiranagar is asked to comment about his team’s performance and he waxes eloquent about how ‘all the boys’ pitched in. And the team has come together and the spirit in dressing room is high. And since Viru is not around, someone might actually drink the Champagne.

[Exeunt Captain Bumble]

I bet Mr Dravid wouldn’t have complained too much if someone had blanked out his line of vision for the day. But allow me to note with due respect, his own very useful knock and what sounds like a remarkable partnership with Dhoni.
Riggs - in my humble opinion, today’s proceedings has effectively brought to nought the raison d’etre of our Sticky conversations. Feel free to disagree. But as I recall, vividly, we had a wager? Steak, was it?

Bartman