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Zaheer hogs the limelight

Zaheer Khan unleashed a devastating spell that was too much for the Bangladeshi batsmen, to come up with a haul of 7 for 87, which knocked the wind out of the opponents sail to enable a comfortable Indian test victory and with it an unassailable 2-0 test series victory. Bangladesh’s second innings total read 312 when Zaheer’s magic had the batsmen reeling and which triggered the inevitable collapse.

Shewag and Gambhir completed the formalities, as the two winning runs came in the form of byes and India has now inched closer to dethrone doubts of many who still aren’t able to fathom the fact pertaining to India holding on to the Number 1 ICC spot in test cricket. With the overnight score of 228 for 3, the first hour saw the Bangladeshi batsmen offer stiff resistance, as the first 13 overs yielded 50 runs. After Shahadat had made use of the long handle to a telling effect, he fell to the rush of blood as Harbajan emerged victorious by capturing his wicket. This was just the beginning as the other Bangladeshi batmen succumbed to some sensational seam bowling, before adding 22 runs to the total.

Zaheer with his reverse swing polished the tail to bag the man-of-the-match award as well as the Man-of-the-series award. Bangladesh has a long way to go before it can really make a mark to be recognized as a tough competitor.

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