Tom Curran holds nerve at death as England square series in two-run thriller

A one-run margin on Wednesday, a two-run margin on Friday. Any potential for your fingernails growing back by Sunday? On an evening that throbbed like a Durban minibus, Tom Curran held his nerve superbly in a death-over scenario that had uncanny parallels with the World Cup final Super Over, as England levelled the three-match T20I series with just the decider at Centurion to come.

On an evening featuring 28 sixes - a lot more than had in the past been scored in a T20I involving England or South Africa - the contest came right down to the final over, the very final ball, with Curran defending 15 runs, the same figure that Jofra Archer had had to play with at Lord's last summer, and as now, the rollercoaster visited the very final twist.

A second-ball slog for six over cow corner? Check. Five runs needed from three balls? Check, as Dwaine Pretorius set himself to become a hero with a lacerating drive through the covers. Three from two? Check, as a canny leg-stump yorker was dug out to midwicket. Only then did the script truly deviate, as Curran showcased that desire to be a hero that sets the most effective death-over specialists in addition to the rest.

Up he popped with consecutive wickets, a pinpoint yorker to trap Pretorius in front of off - an instant that flirted with controversy as Quinton de Kock, the captain, appeared to instigate South Africa's make use of the review with an impassioned signal from the dressing room. And, the sucker punch. With Rassie van der Dussen stranded at the incorrect end after keeping his team alive with 43 from 26, Curran served up a back-of-the-hand slowie to the new man Bjorn Fortuin, who could only flap an attempted ramp to short fine leg.

Even then there is an agonised await the final, final verdict, as Adil Rashid had been back-pedalling in anticipation of the catch. The umpires again needed the next opinion, but right now of Curran's release, Rashid was not obviously beyond your fielding circle. And thus the decision, and the effect, stood. Crumbs.

There were contributions all down the order from both teams, but none more thrilling than the efforts of de Kock and Moeen Ali, who exchanged some the most startlingly clean-hitting cameos imaginable to ignite each half of the contest.

Building on the earlier efforts of Jason Roy and Jonny Bairstow, Moeen made 39 from just 11 deliveries, including three fours and four sixes. At one stage he defied the physics of his midwicket followthrough with an outrageous pat over point off a Lungi Ngidi full-toss.

But set an imposing 205 for victory, de Kock responded with the insouciant genius that he has displayed in every format this winter. He blazed his way to a 17-ball fifty - the fastest in T20Is for South Africa - and 65 from 22 all told. His eight sixes all came in a blistering mid-innings onslaught that spanned 15 balls - three in four balls from Moeen, two in two from Curran. There is simply nowhere safe in the bottom, least of all for the motionless ball-boy at midwicket, who was all but mown down by a rampaging Ben Stokes, hurtling in vain across the rope.

In his previous two white-ball games, at Johannesburg in the ultimate ODI and at Buffalo Park on Wednesday, Ngidi's returns with old and new ball had been revealing - combined figures of 0 for 72 in seven overs at the top of the innings, and 6 for 21 in six at the death. But on this occasion he needed just five Powerplay deliveries to create his mark, and by doing this, he passed the start-finish question directly across to his victim.

Few players in England's line-up are better with the capacity of mugging the death overs than Jos Buttler … but his innings of 2 from 4 balls in the Powerplay here, in conjunction with his inconclusive 15 from 10 on Wednesday reawakened the question about where better to use him. A cross-seamer from Ngidi lured a flat-footed nick to the keeper, and for the second match running, England's ODI openers, Roy and Bairstow were united in the middle prior to the end of the 3rd over.

And for the next match running, neither man died wondering in reprising their iconic 50-over form: 72 from 39 balls at East London, 52 from 25 today. Like Gilchrist and Hayden, or Greenidge and Haynes, perhaps some partnerships are simply born to dovetail.

Remember the build-up to the 2019 World Cup, and the genuine questions about whether Stokes' place was under threat? (Google the articles, it might be mean to single anyone out…) Well, welcome to the lead-up to the 2020 T20 World Cup, in which the Stokes question will probably rumble much like his laboured innings of 47 from 30 balls - notwithstanding it surpassed his previous T20I best of 38.

It looked fine in the ultimate analysis - though that was more a testament to Stokes' refusal to surrender despite barely timing a stroke all evening. Indeed, had Beuran Hendricks reacted an impression quicker at long-on, Stokes may have fallen to a slog-pull for the next time in as much innings. But the shot skittered to the rope for his first boundary, rather than sending him on his method for a sluggish 6 from 10.

Stokes' beautiful performances in Tests and ODIs lately have stemmed, first and foremost, from a watertight defence and an capability to accelerate into his day's work. And affirmed, the longer he endured, the more he commenced to find his range, as the silken timing of Moeen at the other end, let alone de Kock in South Africa's reply, showed that was not a pitch on which muscle alone could seize the day...

…and yet, who within their right mind would take the field without Stokes within their line-up? With David Miller threatening to fill de Kock's sizeable shoes, Stokes was thrown the ball for a pivotal 13th over. A length ball, wide line but appreciable nibble off the deck, drew a wafty air shot and quickly changed the mood. Another dot followed, again outside the eyeline, and Miller's only response was a desperate slog to long-on. Van der Dussen and Jon-Jon Smuts exchanged singles however the damage have been done.

Dale Steyn made his first international appearance in 11 months at East London, however the Durban crowd was treated to a fairly lower-octane opening. With the old man resting due to the 48-hour turnaround, in came the offspinner Fortuin, whose ODI debut on this ground the other day was obliterated by the rain, but whose 2 for 19 in three overs had been crucial to a series-squaring win against India in his previous T20I in September.

His evening's work was short and the point - his first Powerplay over was rudely dented by an enormous wipe for six from Roy, and his second was self-sabotaged by a spilled return catch as Bairstow battered a drive. He wasn't seen again from then on, not during England's fallow middle overs as his fellow spinner Taibraz Shamsi put a check up on a rampant run-rate.

Two of the very most outstanding outfielders in world cricket went head-to-head in this contest, and it was South Africa's representative who stole the evening's plaudits. Temba Bavuma's running, stretching, tumbling catch to intercept a bullet of a drive from Chris Jordan at long-off was a stunner … though it could have been surpassed by the oh-so-near miss off Stokes in the same position just two balls earlier. His athleticism couldn't be faulted, but his 5-foot-nothing frame just couldn't stretch the distance.

A small number of overs later, however, the roles were reversed. Jordan the bowler, Bavuma the hitter … and Jordan the dropper, as he stuck out his left hand in full expectation of clinging onto a regulation blinder, but watched in disbelief as a fierce off-drive thundered out of his fingers. And, in his final over of the evening, he repeated the dose to reprieve Pretorius. Lesser cricketers could not have reacted fast enough to be deemed culpable.

The decisive moment of South Africa's innings, and finally the match, originated from a delivery that de Kock ought perhaps have been rather better familiar with. At East London, Mark Wood had been extraordinarily lucky never to have already been hauled from the attack after consecutive beamers from his first two balls. The next was deemed by the square leg umpire to have dipped below waist-height just with time, though de Kock could not have already been less fazed. He slapped it for six, having under-edged the former for four to create it 11 from 2.

But tonite, when Wood served up another high full-bunger, de Kock's eye this time betrayed him. Stokes at long-on completed the catch (albeit there was a nervous await the third umpire's verdict), and two balls later, a 92mph lifter strangled Bavuma down the leg side. For bowlers of a smaller velocity, they'd have counted as a set of pies. On such small margins…