got him! Broad celebrates the wicket before the finger goes up - watch it, Stuart - and it scuttles through low on Ramdin who is late on it. That's plumb
West Indies vs England, 1st ODI at Providence, Mar 20 2009 - Ball by Ball Commentary
An extraordinary win for England. Do keep an eye on Andrew McGlashan's bulletin for the full story behind today's farce and, from me Will Luke, we hope you'll join us both for Sunday's second ODI. Until then, it's goodnight.
5.50pm
England are celebrating now. And it's official - England have won. West Indies are distraught, perplexed and embarrassed all because of one tiny little number; and all because the light was a little bit murky. Dyson's still holding the piece of paper with the Duckworth-Lewis stats on, as though incapable of realising what has happened. It was he, though, who beckoned the two batsmen to come in when they were offered the lights. And it is he who will shortly have to explain exactly why. What a sad end to a match which was bubbling into a real beauty.
Dyson's heading over to Javagal Srinath, the match referee, to have a look at the calculations. And they're heading off to have a look. The match is 90% finished and yet here we are, waiting, just because they were a little bit worried about murky conditions. On a ground with a stack load of floodlights. What a ridiculous situation this is. Collingwood's put a torch on his head like a miner's lamp.
The players are out on the balcony and no one knows what's going on. Except England think they've won. This could be one of the most embarrassing cock-ups in recent times by Dyson, who is still trawling over the Duckworth-Lewis calculations. Unfortunately, he's based his calculations on six-wickets down rather than seven. Another incalculable farce for cricket to contend with. And we're still waiting (5.48pm).
5.45pm
West Indies are behind the Duckworth-Lewis score. We will try to keep you updated as often as possible. But hang on a minute, the coach John Dyson is beckoning them in as they've been offered the light. What is going on? Looks like Dyson might have read it wrong here - the players are coming off and West Indies touch gloves! By our calculations, this is a calamitous cock-up and the West Indies are one run behind - but they think they've won. Strauss thinks he's won. Who has won? Stay with us!
wide! What a waste
Broad sprints back to his mark - desperate to get this game done and dusted in case the dreaded Duckworth and Lewis play silly buggers
slower ball wide of the off stump. Plays and misses
Oh no. They're looking at the light. The rain has apparently drifted by, but it's getting a little murky. It's still fine to play - I hope. Just get on with it
cut down to third man
Good knock by Pollard. An emerging talent and, by heck, he is flipping huge
top-edges this to Harmison at deep midwicket who steadies himself ... and takes a simple catch this time!
shot! Oh that's a brilliant extra cover drive and seriously powerfully struck
wide of the off stump, Pollard tries to drive but misses
This isn't enough for West Indies. Fours, sixes are needed
patted to third man. Slower ball. More impressive thinking from Anderson
short of a length and cut to point
Anderson now
flicked to leg
chopped to point. No run
down the leg side, but it's too full for Pollard to make anything of it. Flicked down to fine leg
short of a length and whipped to long-on
It's getting dark out there - or murky might be a better word. Not terrific conditions but surely they'll see the game through to the end
nice touch, flicking it to leg
A dot ball...a rare dot ball
tries to work it to leg but it comes off the pads
38 from 36. England are beginning to bottle this beautifully. Here's Collingwood
blocked
defended on the front foot
lofts this over the top and this is straight through the hands of Steve Harmison who has dropped him! And it's gone for four! Brilliant stuff from big Steve there. Not only did he not catch it, but he let through four. Good grief
turned off his legs to short fine-leg, in comes the throw to Batty who makes a complete horlicks of it
clunked to long-on