I owe Harbhajan Singh an apology – and I hereby make one. When the offspinner said before the start of the Australia series that India would win 4-0, I jumped on the high horse, which I keep in my study for just such an occasion, and dismissed him as the rattler-in-chief of the Indian team, shooting his mouth off and displaying greater jingoism than common sense.
India had never won four Tests in a series before, I said, and was unlikely to do so now after twice losing all four Tests in series in England and Australia and then losing a home series to England for the first time in 28 years.
And so I went on, rather like Dostoevsky's Grand Inquisitor, my logic impeccable, my arguments based on recent record and irrefutable a few weeks ago. Rather like in the novel – although I wouldn't bet on Harbhajan having read 'Brothers Karamazov' – Harbhajan might say today, "Your arguments were powerful, but my love (for an Indian whitewash) was greater."