Second time in a season up against this lot. Get to thirty odd in no time. That’s possibly because the ground is kid’s size. We were going well but a few overs before tea our captain had a word with me. He said “take it easy. We don’t have much batting. Stick around till tea”. Out two balls later.
What happened? If I knew I’d have… The shot was on. I missed. I was bowled. Overconfidence set in. But I knew this. I knew I would think I was Lara after hitting a few boundaries. If you knew it, why didn’t you do anything to stop yourself?
When the ball leaves the bowler’s hand, it doesn’t matter what I tell myself before; the message gets lost. Instinct, raw recklessness takes over, when I see the ball. Yet even this is too simplistic. Your instincts needn’t be reckless. The ball before my dismissal, I played a deliberate defensive to when I could have smashed it.