A LARK IN THE PARK
As the First Test unfolded between England and South Africa, one got a feeling; the hosts were in for a long leather chase. Thanks to Amla and Kallis; their display of batsmanship was in its purest form. While we take nothing away from Kallis, it was his partner in crime, Hashim Amla, who stole the show. This brings us to the most elementary question of all: If form is fleeting and class permanent; what then is greatness? Greatness, as one would imagine, is akin to class. It is the ability to rise above the pack. To make an extraordinary task seem pedestrian. It can be more instructively rationalised as the capacity to bend and shape events by will, to dictate history rather than be dictated to by it. In this case, it was Hashim Amla, who defied the hosts in their own den. Watching him cut, pull and drive en route 311 was like watching unadulterated batting. He went about his business like a thorough professional. Public emotion is not his thing. He celebr