There is something about seeing a batsman in full flow. Yes, you can talk about the great fast bowlers who could knock all three stumps over and still have time for a cup of tea before the batsman could bring his bat down, or the tall guy who puts the fear of God in you by constantly being at your throat all day. And sure, that is exciting too, but don't tell me that good, free-flowing batmanship doesn't make you go weak on your knees like a teenage girl in front of Beiber.