Where does cricket go from here?
Tom Eaton wonders , post the greatest match of 'em all, in the Mail and Guardian
Until Sunday, cricket's distinctions were clear. Tests were beautiful, subtle and - to the layman - excruciatingly dull. Fifty-overs games produced the odd thriller, but by and large were rendered plodding by those damned middle overs of nudge and trot. Twenty-overs stuff was good for a laugh, if you were into that sort of thing: the cricketing equivalent of flowers squirting water and revolvers belching out little flags labelled "BANG!".