Shouting for Southee
Put over 25,000 Christchurchers in a stadium for New Zealand v Australia and what do you get?
As Christchurch was only blessed with two internationals this season, not much was going to stop me getting to the ground to see this one. I was predicting an Australia win after they overpowered New Zealand in the first Twenty20.
Being a born and bred Kiwi, and the fact that the opposition was the team most hated in all of New Zealand, I was rooting for the Blackcaps well and truly. But having said that, I wanted a good contest. And heck, I got one.
Mr New Zealand Cricket, also known as Dan Vettori, was the player I wanted to stand out most in this match. As a fellow legspinner, I was also excited to see Steve Smith live in action.
One of the focal points after most games is who got the Man of the Match award and who deserved it. Today's was clear cut. Brendon McCullum was arguably the best on the ground not only for his magnificent 56-ball 116, but for his athleticism in the field. What was most impressive about his innings was how he paced it. It took him a hard-fought 33 balls to get to his 50. But when he went aggressive, he didn't go back. The crowd were chanting his name for the next 17 deliveries he faced, which took him to his hundred.
Warner's dismissal. I think that supporters of any team want to see this guy really get going. Unfortunately for him and Australia, he only showed a brief glimpse of what he is capable of before being dismissed.
The first was McCullum's ridiculous scoop-and-roll for six. His most effective use of the shot was one where he picked an almost yorker-length ball from Shaun Tait and deposited it almost straight over the despairing Brad Haddin's head for six. It left me and my mates wondering why anyone would want to be a bowler in present-day cricket.
It was like no other: 26,148 screaming fans created what was surely one of the greatest atmospheres in world cricket.
One fan made humorous additions to a whiteboard: "[Steve] Smith is looking a bit Warne out", and "Ingram, where the bloody hell are you?" And there was a "Haddin, you cheat" sign that the management eventually took down.
This was the only part of the experience that let me down. Twenty20 has been built on a reputation for being a spectacle. Although the action out in the middle was some of the best I have ever seen, there were no cheerleaders, no fireworks - no fire at all actually. Just speakers pumping out some new-age pop-rap thing that got the crowd reasonably pumped up, but seeing as this only happens once a season I felt more of an effort should have been made.
10. The atmosphere, the game, the tension and the Super Over all added up to be one heck of an evening.