Australia won more then a Test match against pakistan at hobart in 1999. Adam gilchrist, playing just his second Test, and justin langer, with his place in the side on the line, shot down the albatross that had clung to Australia's necks ever since lan Botham's 1981 Ashes.
The abject collapses at Headingley and Edgbaston that year had cut deep into the Australian cricketing psyche. Each time they chased a target, no matter how trifling, you could sense the demons just waiting to burst forth Australia had made a habit of turning wine into water, losing innumerable matches in pursuit of miniscule targets.

At Hobart, they appeared to be sticking to the same tragic script. Chasing 369, they tumbled to 126 for 5. But Gilchrist was in on mood to wave the white flag, and he tore into the pakistani bowlers with the sort of ferocity rarely seen since Viv Richards was last in his pomp. Gilchrist's unbeaten 149 contained scarcely a false stroke, but more than the runs it was his tempo that caught pakistan cold. It took him just 163 balls to turn the match - and series - on its head as great innings go, it deserves to be ranked alongside Botham's piece de resistance at Leeds.
Gilchrist has hardly stopped to catch a breath since. In the recent series against South Africa - supposedly the second-best side in the world - he aggregated 472 runs at 157.33. He faced just 474 balls, a strike-rate that makes the a cautious plod. The double-hundred at johannesburg was sublime at johannesburg was sublime, but even that paled alongside the effort at Cape Town, where he blasted 138 from 108 balls.
When Gilchrist came to the crease, the match was in the balance. What followed was enthralling and embarrassing in equal measure. It was counter-attacking batsmanship at its finest, as strokes flowed in a torrent with total disregard for the match situation.