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Jonathan Trott : The Fear and Struggle of Batsmanship

Sir Vivian Richards, when approaching the end of his storied carrier, was asked by a report of how he would like to be remembered once he hangs out his boots. He said, 'with a bat, I was a soldier'. And he indeed was. Not a soldier bit a gladiator. Jonathan Trott announced his retirement from International Cricket couple of days ago. A natural stroke-player, he was pure elegance at the crease with beaming assurance. The Oval, 2009, Second Innings, he hit the century on his debut in ASHES. Brisbane, 2013, First Innings, Mitchell Johnson exploited his weakness against short-pitch bowling brutally and ravaged both his mind and body cruelly. His confidence plunged to an all time low. His batting technique, meticulously honed at Warwickshire for more than a decade and bringing him plenty of runs, was facing serious questions now. Batting averages of more than 50 in both forms of Cricket was a glowing spectacle of his career till then but failure in recently concluded WI series, 2012 and 2013 ASHES brought his test average down to a more mortal but still very respectable 44.08.

I have watched Sourav Ganguly suffering tremendously during his lean years. It becomes very difficult for a top sportsperson to overhaul his playing technique completely once the previous one starts failing him completely. Sourav was the fastest accumulator of 7000, 8000 and 9000 runs in ODI cricket and made quite a successful comeback after being dropped unceremoniously from the Team India. Sachin and Rahul too faced the same daunting task but came out with flying colors. This lets us know that even the best suffers with mental blockage and only the most gifted ones come out of it triumphantly.

And to the most compact, assured and selfless batting presence in English test and ODI side in the last 6 years, i.e., Jonathan Trott, this appreciation post offers a three-fingers royal salute..........‪#‎Honesty‬&Selflessness.......‪#‎BestofLuckTrotty‬

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