In a magical evening at Trent Bridge, India Women delivered a masterclass in T20 cricket. Stand-in captain Smriti Mandhana led from the front with her maiden T20I century—an explosive 112 off 62 balls—guiding India to a towering 210/5. Harleen Deol’s fiery 43 and Richa Ghosh’s quick cameo added to the fireworks. Debutant Charani then stole the show with the ball, picking 4 wickets as England collapsed for 113. India won by 97 runs in a match filled with power, pride, and promise.
Smriti Mandhana Sets Trent Bridge On Fire
At Trent where twilight kissed the ground,
The coin was flipped, the crowd gathered ‘round.
England chose the chase that day,
But India had their fiery say.
Shafali opened with strokes so wide,
Three crisp fours, then caught outside.
A steady 20 from her blade,
Before Arlott had her misplayed.
But then she walked — the storm in teal,
Mandhana’s eyes, her calm, her steel.
She danced down tracks, she cut with pride,
As English lines got swept aside.
Fifteen fours she carved with grace,
Three sixes soaring into space.
A hundred came, her very first,
And still she played like she was cursed
To score and score — each stroke a song,
A 112 that burned so long.
At the other end, Harleen flared,
With 43, she too had dared.
Then Richa came — six balls, three fours,
A dozen runs through open doors.
Rodrigues fell, and Aman stayed,
While Deepti struck a late cascade.
The total rose like morning tide,
Two hundred ten, with hope and pride.
Bell took three — a warrior true,
But India knew just what to do.
England came out in the chase,
But Charani soon took her place.
Four wickets on debut’s call,
Dunkley, Capsey — she had them all.
Sciver tried, Knight stood tall,
But none could weather India’s brawl.
Arundhati struck with fire,
Sneh and Deepti did conspire.
Ecclestone gone with just one ball,
As Radha made the middle fall.
Smith and Arlott swung their might,
But fell before they saw the light.
113, the chase was done,
In 14 overs — India’s run.
A 97-run win so wide,
With Mandhana beaming, arms spread wide.
A team that played with soul and spark,
And left their print, so bold and stark.
Charani rose, a star so new,
On debut day in England’s view.
But Smriti’s fire lit up the skies—
A knock that silenced all replies.