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My dream team

Mixing the perfect cricketer cocktail quickly becomes a barman’s nightmare.

This human pick-me-up would have to be able to bat and bowl right-handed and left-handed with equal facility, which would not be easy.

But even trickier would be the need for this team of one to develop jack-in-the-box qualities that would enable it to keep wicket to its own bowling. This composite player would also have to be the captain, and placing the field would mean he or she would need to be

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