I Was Waiting for the Collapse. It Never Came.

Every West Indies supporter knows the feeling. You're watching the team bat in a big series, the score is ticking over nicely, the partnership looks settled, but somewhere in the back of your mind, quietly and with the certainty of long experience, you're waiting, waiting for the collapse. The three wickets in four overs. The middle order dissolving before the innings is complete. The total that was 240 for 2 somehow becoming 265 all out.