I slept with the radio on, waking now and then to hear that Black Caps were edging towards winning the World Test Championship and woke up this morning to the good news:
A journey that started with Brendon McCullum and continued with Kane Williamson has ended with New Zealand on top of the world.
The Black Caps have won the inaugural World Test Championship, producing a stunning sixth and final day to beat India by eight wickets in Southampton.
With India starting the day at 64-2, leading by 32 runs, victory required a stunning bowling performance, and they produced just that – skittling India for 170, and chasing down their target of 139 with 7.1 overs to spare. . .
We were in Spain when New Zealand played England for the title in that match when they batted first and were all out for 241.
We’d been wandering round the village listening to the commentary on the radio when we heard some English accents from a table in the plaza.
I asked if they were cricket fans, they said yes but couldn’t get a commentary. We offered to share ours and sat down almost as far away as we could get from Radio Sport and listened to the last few overs.
We were happier than our new friends when we finished 241/8 which we all thought meant we’d won, or at very least drawn.
But alas the rules stated the team with the most boundaries was the winner and that was England.
That makes last night’s win even sweeter.