February, 2013
10 years later, the Border Gavaskar Trophy, 2013, would be remembered as:
1st Test
1st innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
2nd innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
2nd Test
1st innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
Innings defeat
3rd Test
1st innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 7 wickets
Pacers: 3 wickets
2nd innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
4th Test
1st innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
2nd innings
Ashwin-Jadeja: 9 wickets
Pacers: 1 wicket
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So it can be appreciated easily, when Team India went out for a celebratory lunch after the 1st Test ended, Ash and Jaddu were in high spirits.
Jaddu openly was, howling with laughter louder than usual, cracking offensive jokes every ten minutes, shaking Bhuvi out of his quiet trance of enjoying the landscape of Chennai on the bus by screeching like a werewolf in his ears and startling the poor driver so out of his wits that he nearly drove into a ditch.
Ash was in high spirits much more quietly, which is to say, he didn't have his nose buried in a magazine, and had consented to play quiz with Rohit, Virat and Shikhar, and was soon owning the game, and was quite disappointed when they reached their destination and had to get off the bus.
"Game paused," said Rohit.
"Game disbanded," said Virat.
"No, it is to be continued on the journey back," said Ashwin in protest.
"You wish," muttered Shikhar and they swiftly went out of earshot.
Ashwin smirked at their backs. He'd shown them who the winner was, eh?
He was about to follow when he caught sight of Jaddu, who'd started to scale a lamppost beside the road.
"Jaddu, what are you doing?" asked Ash in exasperation.
"Spying," called back Jaddu.
Ash sighed. He could never figure this guy out, which was saying a lot. He was good at figuring people out.
The others had pulled ahead. Ash was surprised they'd not realized by now that Jaddu always needed to have a nanny looking after him, so he sighed again and resigned himself to the role.
"Jaddu--"
"Ooh, Ash, look!" said Jaddu gleefully from his spot on the lamppost. "That guy is eating maggi. I want maggi."
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