Vikram Vats is a freak of Nature, a prodigy. Blessed with hypermobile shoulders and surreally flexible wrists, which allow him to hold the cricket ball at incredible angles and to impart wondrous spin, he scarcely understands the meaning of an impregnable defence. Playing on sun-baked patchy school greens is exciting, but for how long before Destiny directs him to the manicured magnificence of Test cricket?
