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Chapter 591 - WC 2019 - 6

The television broadcast opened not with a view of the pitch, but from the lens of a drone hovering high above the Hampshire Bowl in Southampton. The lush, rolling green hills of the English countryside stretched out for miles, interrupted only by the massive, circular architecture of the stadium. It was a crisp, clear morning. The overcast gloom of Manchester had been replaced by brilliant, uninterrupted sunshine.

Inside the production control room, the broadcast director hit a glowing red button on his massive switching console. The feed instantly snapped down to ground level.

Sourav Ganguly and Michael Atherton were standing in the middle of the meticulously rolled 22-yard strip, deeply engrossed in their pitch report.

"If you are a batsman waking up in Southampton this morning, you are going to be a very happy man," Atherton observed, dragging the toe of his leather shoe lightly across the surface. "This is a quintessential English batting paradise. It's hard, it's dry, and there is a minimum of live grass. The bounce will be true and consistent."

"It will be an unforgiving day for the fast bowlers," Ganguly agreed, looking around at the vast dimensions of the outfield. "But the key here is the dryness. As the sun bakes this surface throughout the day, the top layer will become abrasive. By the thirtieth over, the spinners are going to find a tremendous amount of grip. The captain who wins the toss today needs to bat first, set a massive total, and let the scoreboard pressure do the talking."

The broadcast seamlessly transitioned to the toss presentation.

Siddanth Deva and Gulbadin Naib, the captain of Afghanistan, stood alongside Ian Bishop. The roaring energy of the Indian diaspora filled the stands, creating a vibrant, festival-like atmosphere.

Gulbadin spun the commemorative coin high into the air. Siddanth called heads.

The coin landed firmly on the dry turf, displaying the Lion Capital.

"India wins the toss," Ian Bishop's deep baritone resonated across the global feed. "Siddanth, it is a beautiful morning here at the Rose Bowl. What is the decision?"

"We are going to bat first, Ian," Siddanth replied smoothly, his dark blue India cap casting a slight shadow over his eyes. "The pitch looks hard. It should be a beautiful surface to construct an innings on, but we expect it to dry out and slow down significantly in the second half. We want to utilize our spin resources to defend the total later today."

"You are carrying an unbeaten streak into this game," Bishop noted, glancing at his clipboard. "Any changes to the playing eleven?"

"We are making two changes today, Mohammed Shami comes in for Bhuvneshwar Kumar. Bhuvi pulled up with a slight stiffness in his hamstring during practice, so we are taking no risks, and Shami brings an excellent seam presentation. Secondly, Ravichandran Ashwin replaces Kuldeep Yadav."

Bishop raised an eyebrow slightly, immediately recognizing the gravity of the spin change. "A shift in the spin department. Can you walk us through that specific rationale?"

"Afghanistan is a highly competitive side with several quality left-handers in their batting lineup, they also possess an aggressive middle order that looks to attack the wrist spinners. Ashwin brings an immense amount of international experience. His ability to drift the ball away from the left-handers, combined with his variations in pace and flight, gives us a very specific angle of control on a pitch that we expect to grip later in the day."

As the captains shook hands, the graphic for the Indian playing eleven flashed across the screens: Rohit Sharma, KL Rahul, Virat Kohli, Siddanth Deva (C), Hardik Pandya, MS Dhoni (WK), Ravindra Jadeja, Ravichandran Ashwin, Mohammed Shami, Yuzvendra Chahal, Jasprit Bumrah.

The tactical nuance of international cricket is rarely found in the boundaries; it is found in the quiet, suffocating pressure built between them.

As Rohit Sharma and KL Rahul navigated the opening ten overs, the Afghan bowling attack proved immediately why they belonged on the World Cup stage. Mujeeb Ur Rahman, the mystery spinner, was introduced in the very first powerplay. Operating with a new, hard ball, Mujeeb relied on rapid, skiddy trajectories, denying the Indian openers any room to extend their arms.

The scoring was methodical, almost grinding. Rohit fell in the twelfth over, bowled by a brilliant, dipping delivery from Rashid Khan that spun sharply through the gate.

KL Rahul and Virat Kohli initiated a rebuilding phase. The Rose Bowl pitch, while good for batting, lacked the extreme pace of Old Trafford. The ball occasionally held up in the surface. Kohli, recognizing the slight two-paced nature of the pitch, abandoned his aerial shots. He manipulated the field with surgical precision, dropping the ball into the vast pockets of the outfield and pushing Rahul for grueling, exhausting twos.

By the twenty-eighth over, India had reached 135 for 2. Rahul had perished to a mistimed reverse sweep off Mohammad Nabi, bringing the Indian total to a steady, albeit unspectacular, position.

The stadium buzzed with anticipation. The batting order dictated that the captain, Siddanth Deva, would be walking down the pavilion steps.

The broadcast cameras zoomed in on the Indian dressing room balcony.

Instead of Siddanth Deva, a player wearing a helmet with an aggressive, vibrant swagger stepped into the sunlight.

"Well, this is a fascinating move," Nasser Hussain observed from the commentary box, a note of genuine surprise in his voice. "Hardik Pandya is walking out to the middle. Siddanth Deva has held himself back in the dressing room."

"It is a masterclass in long-term tournament management, Nasser," Sunil Gavaskar chimed in, perfectly analyzing the underlying strategy. "Look at the Indian campaign so far. The top order has been so dominant that the lower-middle order has barely faced any deliveries. If India reaches the semi-finals, they cannot afford to have a cold, untested middle order stepping into a high-pressure run chase. Siddanth is stress-testing his own engine room. He wants Pandya and Dhoni to spend meaningful time in the middle, feeling the pressure of a World Cup match against high-quality spin."

Pandya brought an immediate injection of adrenaline to the crease. He attacked Rashid Khan, breaking the bowler's rhythm with two consecutive, flat-batted boundaries through the covers. Kohli anchored the other end, bringing up a masterful half-century before eventually guiding a wide delivery straight into the hands of backward point for a highly valuable 67.

At 180 for 3 in the thirty-fourth over, the crowd once again waited for their captain.

But once again, the tactical blueprint prevailed. MS Dhoni emerged from the pavilion, his face a mask of calm.

The veteran wicketkeeper joined the explosive all-rounder. The Afghan spin trio of Rashid, Mujeeb, and Nabi squeezed the run rate, refusing to offer any pace on the ball. Dhoni and Pandya were forced to grind, accumulating runs through hustle and gap placement. It wasn't glamorous, but it was exactly the rigorous, match-condition training Siddanth wanted them to experience.

Pandya ultimately holed out in the deep for a vital 38.

India found themselves at 210 for 4. There were nine overs remaining in the innings.

The stadium announcer's voice echoed over the PA system. The collective intake of breath from the 25,000 spectators was audible even through the soundproof glass of the broadcast boxes.

Siddanth Deva walked out to the middle.

The tempo of the entire afternoon shifted on its axis the moment his boots touched the dry turf.

He tapped his custom Nike willow against his pads, acknowledging Dhoni at the non-striker's end with a brief nod.

Gulbadin Naib, sensing an opportunity to restrict the Indian total, brought his premier weapon, Rashid Khan, back into the attack for his final spell.

Rashid stood at the top of his mark. He knew the traditional playbook against the Indian captain: bowl wide, keep it full, and pray he mistimes a drive.

As Rashid accelerated through his run-up, the broadcast camera switched to the Spidercam hovering directly behind Siddanth.

The delivery was a rapid, 98 km/h googly aimed tightly at the leg stump, designed to cramp the batsman for room.

Siddanth shuffled entirely across his stumps before the ball even pitched. He dropped to one knee, exposing his wicket. Waiting until the final microsecond, he opened the face of his bat horizontally and utilized the raw pace of the Afghan spinner to execute a flawless, delicate reverse-lap over the short third-man fielder.

The ball raced across the outfield, crashing into the boundary cushions.

"Outrageous!" Ian Smith roared into the microphone. "He has just reverse-lapped Rashid Khan off his very first delivery! The audacity of the man! He hasn't come out here to consolidate; he has come out here to hijack the death overs!"

The boundaries began to flow.

Siddanth did not rely on brute force. He manipulated the field placements with an intelligence that bordered on the supernatural. When Gulbadin pushed his fine-leg fielder back to the boundary, Siddanth responded by stepping two feet outside his crease, converting a good-length delivery into a half-volley, and punching it straight down the ground past the bowler.

When the fast bowlers attempted wide, tailing yorkers, Siddanth opened his stance, creating angles that allowed him to squeeze the ball through the heavily packed point region.

He operated like a conductor, directing the flow of the innings on his own terms. He protected Jadeja, who came on after Dhoni wicket fell, constantly rotating the strike and ensuring he faced the vast majority of the deliveries in the final five overs.

The forty-eighth over, bowled by the experienced Aftab Alam, encapsulated the carnage.

Alam attempted a slow, wide bouncer. Siddanth waited patiently on the back foot, measuring the lack of pace, and slapped the ball flat and hard over the deep extra-cover boundary for a six.

On the very next delivery, Alam overcompensated, firing a fast, 142 km/h yorker aimed at the base of the middle stump.

Siddanth brought his heavy bat down, executing MSD signature, helicopter-style wristed finish. The force of the impact sent the ball rocketing over the long-on boundary, clearing the ropes by twenty yards.

The Indian dressing room was on its feet. 

Siddanth finished the fiftieth over by slicing a boundary past point, walking off the field unbeaten.

He had amassed a blistering 65 not out off just 22 deliveries, accelerating the Indian total from a cautious 210 to a highly intimidating 293 for 8.

"A masterclass in death-overs batting," Harsha Bhogle summarized as the players jogged off. "He waited until the forty-first over, allowed his middle order to gain vital match practice, and then walked out and dismantled the opposition."

During the mid-innings break, the atmosphere inside the Indian dressing room was calm.

Siddanth stood near the tactical whiteboard, holding a bottle of electrolyte water. Ravichandran Ashwin stood beside him, adjusting his spectacles as they reviewed the pitch map graphics on a tablet.

"The pitch has dried out significantly under this sun, Ash," Siddanth noted quietly, tracing a finger over the good-length area outside the right-hander's off-stump. "The ball is going to grip and hold. I want you operating from the Pavilion End. The breeze is coming across the ground, which will give you that natural drift away from the left-handers before the ball even pitches."

Ashwin nodded, his analytical mind perfectly in sync with his captain's vision. "I'll use the carrom ball sparingly. I want to build the pressure with conventional off-breaks, dragging them forward out of their crease. If we trap them on the front foot, the drift will beat the outside edge."

"Keep the slip in place," Siddanth instructed. "And I'll put a short leg in for the new batsmen. We are not defending 293; we are hunting ten wickets."

The second innings commenced with a fierce display of fast bowling from Mohammed Shami and Jasprit Bumrah. Shami, utilizing his beautiful upright seam presentation, struck early, removing the dangerous Hazratullah Zazai with a delivery that nipped back sharply off the pitch.

But Afghanistan did not fold.

Rahmat Shah and Hashmatullah Shahidi, the two stalwarts of the Afghan top order, began a gritty, disciplined resistance. They absorbed the pressure of the fast bowlers, leaving the dangerous deliveries and capitalizing on any slight errors in length.

They built a resilient, fifty-run partnership, frustrating the Indian fielders and drawing loud, passionate cheers from the Afghan supporters scattered throughout the Rose Bowl.

Siddanth stood at mid-off, observing the developing partnership. The Afghan batters looked increasingly comfortable against the pace. It was the fourteenth over, and the scoreboard read 65 for 1.

Siddanth looked toward his veteran off-spinner. He tossed the ball to Ravichandran Ashwin.

"It's time, Ash," Siddanth said, moving to set the field.

He implemented an aggressive, suffocating field arrangement. He kept a slip, stationed Virat Kohli at a catching short mid-wicket, and placed Dinesh Karthik (sub fielding) under the helmet at short leg. He was actively inviting the Afghan batters to make a mistake under pressure.

Ashwin marked his run-up.

The veteran spinner's first over was an exhibition of control. He gave the ball generous flight, allowing the cross-breeze to drift the ball away from the right-handed Rahmat Shah before it gripped the dry surface and spun sharply back inward. Rahmat survived the over, but the psychological seed of doubt had been firmly planted.

In Ashwin's third over, the pressure yielded results.

Rahmat Shah, struggling to read the trajectory, stepped out of his crease to smother the spin. Ashwin, reading the footwork instantly, pulled his length back and fired the ball in quicker and flatter.

The ball gripped, spun past the inside edge of the wildly swinging bat, and thudded heavily into the front pad.

The umpire's finger went up immediately.

"Plumb in front!" Michael Atherton called out on the broadcast. "A beautiful piece of bowling by Ravichandran Ashwin. He out-thought the batsman, adjusting his pace and length the moment he saw him advance. That is the experience of a man with hundreds of Test wickets."

The breakthrough broke the Afghan momentum.

Ashwin settled into an unbreakable, mesmerizing rhythm. He varied his flight, utilizing his carrom ball to deceive Asghar Afghan, inducing a faint outside edge that MS Dhoni swallowed with lightning-fast reflexes behind the stumps.

He bamboozled Najibullah Zadran with a delivery that drifted away, dipped violently, and spun back through the gate to crash into the middle stump.

Siddanth orchestrated the field around Ashwin flawlessly. When Ashwin noticed Hashmatullah trying to sweep his way out of trouble, Siddanth immediately moved a fielder from deep point to a squarer position on the leg-side boundary, cutting off the scoring option and forcing the batsman to play straight.

The tactical synergy between the captain and the spinner was devastating.

Ashwin concluded his majestic spell in the thirty-eighth over by having the dangerous Mohammad Nabi caught at first slip, a brilliant, low reflex catch by Rohit Sharma.

The veteran off-spinner walked off with astonishing figures of 5 for 42 in his ten overs.

The Afghan lower order fought bravely, with Rashid Khan hitting a few defiant boundaries, but Mohammed Shami returned to clean up the tail, executing his reverse-swinging yorkers with lethal precision.

Afghanistan was bowled out for 224 in the forty-sixth over.

India secured a comprehensive 69-run victory.

As the umpires called time, Siddanth immediately jogged over to Ravichandran Ashwin in the middle of the pitch. He pulled the veteran spinner into a hug, patting his back vigorously.

"Great job, Ash," Siddanth praised loudly, ensuring the nearby stump microphones caught the acknowledgment. "You owned the middle overs."

Ashwin smiled, adjusting his sweat-streaked glasses. "The field placements were spot on, Sid. Having that catching cover in place forced them to play across the line. It was a team effort."

The post-match presentation was a celebration of the tactical victory.

Ravichandran Ashwin was deservedly named Player of the Match. As he stood on the podium, he echoed his captain's sentiments, praising the specific, aggressive environment Siddanth had fostered within the bowling unit.

During the subsequent media press conference, the international journalists were quick to highlight the significance of the selection.

"Siddanth, your decision to recall Ravichandran Ashwin into the playing eleven over Kuldeep Yadav was debated heavily before the toss," a journalist from Sky Sports noted. "With his five-wicket haul today, do you feel that decision has been vindicated?"

"I don't look at it as vindication," Siddanth replied smoothly, leaning into the microphone. "We don't make decisions to prove points to the media. We make decisions based on the conditions of the pitch and the composition of the opposition. Ashwin is a world-class spinner. The conditions today demanded a bowler who could utilize drift and grip against a left-hand heavy lineup. He executed his role flawlessly. It is an luxury to have a bowling cartel where world-class players can rotate seamlessly based on tactical requirements."

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The following two days were a blur of recovery and travel. The squad boarded a private charter train, journeying from the southern coast of Southampton to the industrial, cricket-mad heartland of Manchester.

Old Trafford loomed against the Manchester skyline, a historic, towering monument to the sport.

It was June 27th. The atmosphere surrounding the stadium was decidedly different from the quiet elegance of Southampton. The streets of Manchester were alive with the heavy, rhythmic thumping of steel drums, the blaring of Caribbean horns, and the vibrant, infectious energy of the West Indian supporters.

Inside the Indian dressing room, the team composition for the match against the West Indies had been finalized.

Siddanth stood before his players, addressing the subtle shifts in the lineup.

"The pitch here at Old Trafford has significantly more pace and bounce than the Rose Bowl," Siddanth explained, glancing at his fast bowlers. "Mohammed Shami rests today. Bhuvneshwar Kumar returns to the eleven to exploit the early swing. Ashwin retains his place; the West Indies middle-order struggles against high-quality off-spin when the ball turns away from the left-handers."

Up in the towering, glass-fronted VIP hospitality suites of Old Trafford, Krithika stood near the front railing. Riya and Kavya stood beside her, holding cups of hot coffee against the chill of the Manchester morning.

"The West Indies fans are incredible," Riya noted, looking down at a section of the crowd where a massive, impromptu dance circle had formed in the stands. "They bring different vibe to the stadium."

"They play different brand of cricket," Krithika replied, her eyes scanning the green outfield as the Indian players began their warm-up drills. "Siddanth told me last night. They don't build innings; they try to destroy bowling attacks. The fast bowlers are going to be under immense pressure today."

The broadcast cameras went live, capturing the two captains in the middle of the pitch.

Jason Holder, the towering, imposing captain of the West Indies, flipped the coin.

Siddanth called tails. It landed heads.

"We are going to bat first," Holder announced, his deep voice carrying over the stadium speakers. "The pitch looks hard, it looks fast, and we want to utilize that pace early on to put runs on the board."

Siddanth took the microphone, entirely unbothered by losing the toss. "We are happy to chase. Our bowling unit thrives on early movement, and Bhuvi returning gives us excellent control with the new ball."

The West Indian innings commenced with Caribbean flair.

Chris Gayle and Shai Hope walked out to the middle. The presence of the two batsmen demanded immediate respect.

Jasprit Bumrah took the new ball. His first over was a probing, testing examination of off-stump lines, conceding only three runs.

But Bhuvneshwar Kumar, returning from his slight injury, struggled initially to find his rhythm.

In the fourth over, Chris Gayle decided to unleash his power. Bhuvi pitched a delivery slightly full, aiming for away swing. Gayle did not move his feet. He planted his heavy bat, cleared his front leg, and launched the ball with terrifying, brutal force over the long-on boundary for a colossal, 95-meter six.

The West Indian supporters in the stands erupted, blowing their horns in a deafening crescendo.

"The Universe Boss announces himself in Manchester!" Ian Bishop roared on the commentary. "You cannot offer him that length, not on a pitch with this much carry! The West Indies are looking to make a massive statement early on!"

Gayle followed the six with a brutal, flat-batted boundary past point. The powerplay was slipping away from India.

Siddanth, standing at mid-off, realized the danger. He needed to break the rhythm instantly.

He took the ball himself for the eighth over.

The crowd buzzed as the Indian captain marked his run-up.

Siddanth knew exactly how to bowl to Gayle. Express pace was dangerous, as Gayle utilized the speed to clear the boundaries. He needed deception.

Siddanth steamed in. He hit the crease with his usual, explosive energy, selling the illusion of a 150 km/h thunderbolt.

At the last millisecond, he rolled his fingers heavily over the seam, delivering a disguised, 125 km/h off-cutter.

Gayle, expecting raw pace, had already committed his massive frame to a cross-batted heave. He swung his bat a full second too early.

The slow, gripping cutter dipped viciously, bypassing the sweeping arc of the willow, and crashed heavily into the middle stump.

"Bowled him!" Nasser Hussain exclaimed, his voice cutting through the stunned silence of the Caribbean fans. "Siddanth Deva with a masterclass in deception! He rolls the fingers, takes all the pace off, and Chris Gayle is undone! The captain strikes when India needed a breakthrough!"

Gayle departed for a rapid 34.

The dismissal triggered a magnificent, prolonged battle in the middle overs.

Shai Hope and Nicholas Pooran initiated a rebuilding phase. They batted with maturity, respecting the Indian spinners while punishing the loose deliveries. Pooran, in particular, showcased his elegant, explosive strokeplay, lofting Yuzvendra Chahal for two massive sixes into the second tier of the stands.

The West Indies reached 145 for 2 by the twenty-eighth over. The foundation for a massive total was firmly in place.

Siddanth constantly rotated his bowlers, shifting his fielders with meticulous precision to cut off the scoring angles. He brought Ravichandran Ashwin back into the attack to target the aggressive left-handed Pooran.

The tactical battle was riveting. Ashwin flighted the ball, inviting Pooran to hit against the spin.

In the thirty-second over, Pooran took the bait. He danced down the track, aiming to clear the long-off boundary. Ashwin, anticipating the charge, pulled his length back slightly and fired the ball in quicker.

Pooran mistimed the lofted drive. The ball soared high into the Manchester sky.

Hardik Pandya, stationed at long-off, sprinted forward. He kept his eyes locked on the swirling ball, threw his body into a spectacular, full-length dive, and plucked the ball inches above the grass.

"What a catch!" Harsha Bhogle marveled. "Hardik Pandya covers an immense amount of ground to take a brilliant diving catch! Ashwin breaks the dangerous partnership, and Siddanth Deva's tactical persistence pays off once again!"

The West Indian middle order faltered under the renewed pressure. Shimron Hetmyer scored a quick 25 before dragging a wide delivery from Bhuvneshwar Kumar onto his stumps.

Jason Holder tried to anchor the lower order, but Jasprit Bumrah returned for a devastating death-overs spell. Bumrah executed his trademark, toe-crushing yorkers with terrifying accuracy. He clean-bowled Holder and trapped Carlos Brathwaite LBW in the space of two overs.

The West Indies were bowled out for 245 in the forty-eighth over.

It was a highly competitive total on a pitch that offered good pace and bounce, but the Indian dressing room was confident.

"245 is a tricky target," Sourav Ganguly analyzed during the innings break. "The West Indies have a very fast, very aggressive bowling attack. Sheldon Cottrell and Kemar Roach are going to bowl fast, short deliveries. The Indian top order will have to be exceptionally disciplined."

The run chase began under the bright, late-afternoon sun.

Rohit Sharma and KL Rahul walked out to the middle.

The West Indian fast bowlers immediately unleashed a barrage of short-pitched deliveries. Kemar Roach bowled with relentless, fiery pace, testing the Indian openers with rising deliveries aimed at the ribcage.

KL Rahul struggled to handle the extra bounce, eventually fending a short ball to gully, departing for 24.

Virat Kohli joined Rohit Sharma.

The two premier batsmen of the modern era constructed a gritty, highly determined partnership. They weathered the hostile spells from Roach and Holder, refusing to hook the bouncers, instead dropping their hands and letting the ball sail harmlessly over their shoulders.

Rohit Sharma, finding his rhythm on the bouncy surface, played several elegant, trademark pull shots when the bowlers erred in length. He compiled a beautifully crafted 70 off 85 deliveries before falling to a brilliant, diving catch by Shai Hope down the leg side.

India was 140 for 2 in the twenty-ninth over.

Siddanth Deva walked down the pavilion steps, joining Virat Kohli in the middle.

The target was well within reach, requiring just over a hundred runs from twenty overs. There was no scoreboard pressure, allowing Siddanth to play with freedom.

He tapped gloves with Kohli, taking his guard against Sheldon Cottrell.

Siddanth utilized the pace and bounce of the Old Trafford pitch to his advantage. He played with a straight bat, punching the fast bowlers through the covers and guiding the ball delicately past the slip cordon for boundaries.

The West Indian bowlers tried to attack him with bouncers, but Siddanth simply swiveled on his back foot and pulled them fiercely along the ground, neutralizing the threat.

He and Kohli rotated the strike effortlessly, constantly frustrating the opposition.

Kohli reached his half-century and continued his serene accumulation of runs, eventually finishing the match with an unbeaten 85.

Siddanth matched him stroke for stroke. In the forty-second over, facing Carlos Brathwaite, Siddanth stepped slightly outside his leg stump, created room, and drove the ball powerfully past the diving mid-off fielder for the winning boundary.

India secured the victory by eight wickets, chasing down the target with eight overs to spare.

Siddanth remained unbeaten on a highly composed, technically flawless 56 off 35 balls.

The players converged on the pitch, shaking hands with the West Indian team. The match had lacked the dramatic, nail-biting tension of a close finish, but it was the kind of victory that defined a championship-winning squad.

The post-match presentation was a celebration of the bowling unit.

Jasprit Bumrah was awarded the Player of the Match for his exceptional, momentum-breaking death bowling.

Siddanth stood by the podium for his captain's interview.

"Another victory, Siddanth," the presenter noted, holding the microphone. "Your bowlers restricted a very dangerous West Indian batting lineup to under 250. How pleased are you with the execution today?"

"I am extremely satisfied. The West Indies came out with clear intent to attack, and Chris Gayle put us under pressure early. But the character of this bowling unit is outstanding. Bhuvi and Bumrah held their nerve, and Ashwin provided a crucial breakthrough in the middle overs. When your bowlers hunt in packs, chasing targets becomes a much simpler task for the batting group."

The television screens in the stadium flashed the updated, highly anticipated World Cup points table.

ICC World Cup 2019 - Points Table

1. Australia: 7 matches | 6 wins | 1 loss | 12 points (NRR: +0.91)

2. India: 6 matches | 5 wins | 0 losses | 1 no result | 11 points (NRR: +1.46)

3. New Zealand: 7 matches | 5 wins | 1 loss | 1 no result | 11 points (NRR: +1.03)

4. England: 7 matches | 4 wins | 3 losses | 8 points (NRR: +1.05)

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Match Statistics - Siddanth Deva (Match 5 vs Afghanistan)

Runs : 65*

Wickets : 0

Match Statistics - Siddanth Deva (Match 4 vs West Indies)

Batting:

Runs: 56*

Wickets: 1

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