For years most Australian Test wickets have been flatter than a pancake ironed by an anal retentive with the world’s most accurate spirit level. Aussie batsmen have filled their boots knowing they had the bowlers to win a match on any surface.
Last year, at Adelaide, there were two innings of over 500, but then some fat-wristed, blonde warlock did something typically outlandish and Australia emerged with a spectacular win.
This year, at Adelaide, there were two innings of over 500, but this time the Aussies only had some middle-aged guy whose only sign of magic is a tongue with a mind of its own and a desire to escape the confines of its mouthy prison cell. Weirdly, this didn’t do much good and India made 269-7 and the match was drawn.
Australia have rarely drawn matches without weather interference in their stint at the top of the tree. With that in mind, it also notable that India kept them down to just 3.11 runs an over in their first and only innings.