It's a warm November afternoon. Another unsuspecting Sheffield Shield match is taking place, with little crowds and TV audiences, more of a platform for hopefuls to grab the national selectors' attention. Sean Abbot of South Australia is steaming in to bowl to his Australia teammate and friend, Philip Hughes. He delivers the ball. Clunk! The ball hits Hughes' bat and gently rolls to one side. There is a look of calm determination in his eye: he has been dropped from the national side, and he knows that he has to force himself into the talent-bag that is the Australian cricket team. Abbot runs in again, Hughes taps the ground with his bat in anticipation. One. Two. Abbot delivers the ball. It slams into the pitch. Hughes turns his head as the ball comes speeding towards him. There is a quiet thud as the ball collides with the back of his head. It all goes silent. There is a dull sense of fear in the air. Players quietly tread towards Hughes, who lies motionless on the ...
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