

Watching Usman Khawaja bat is like being asked to acquire a taste for gin in England. It's unlikely to be your first pick when you walk into a pub or tavern unless of course you've prematurely developed a taste for the clear, transparent and often flavoured drink. But you'll always find it on the shelf, clubbed with all the spirits, and sat behind the incessant options for beers and ales this country has to offer. And those not so much in favour of gin will never get what those gushing about it are on about, or just on.
It's somewhat like Khawaja, especially in ODI cricket. And it's got as much to do with the quality of batting around him in the Australian team as it does with his own. For, he's not your ugly leftie. But he's not your stylish left-hander either. He's somewhere in between. Like with gin, his batting is unlikely to get you too full or too giddy, and it only just about satiates your senses enough to remind you the next day that you were made to indulge in it.
Unless of course you are in that category of people who are really into Khawaja's batting. That's what makes it more an acquired rather than a refined taste. His