Just before tea on that extraordinary final day at Lord’s, in the midst of an astonishing rearguard innings that nearly pulled off a miracle, Ravindra Jadeja suddenly made a dash for the pavilion.
Nature called. On the face of it, this was not unreasonable. But what stunned me as I sat transfixed in front of the telly, while my son kept asking me who was going to win (“England of course… Got to be England… England, I think… Erm…”), was that Jadeja appeared to have consulted no one before fleeing the field.
Apparently he did get the nod from Ben Stokes. As for asking the umpires, those men...
