But this isn't an exercise to find a panacea for Mother India's ailments, just sporting utopia.
The advent of Kohli should put an end to all the namby-pamby on the cricket field from the superpowers who tend to have more clout thumping tables in boardrooms although England and Australia will assume that mantle in a heartbeat.
When it comes to sledging, Indian cricketers tend to err on the side of civility.
Retired Ravi Shastri once teased the ball for a single and as the ball was rifled in Australia 12th man Mike Whitney said: "If you leave the crease I'll break your f***ing head."
Shastri: "If you could bat as well as you can talk you wouldn't be the f***king 12th man."
But that is tame compared with the gibe from Mark Waugh towards relative Black Caps newcomer Adam Parore who missed the first delivery as a batsman.
Waugh: "Oh, I remember you from a couple of years ago in Australia. You were shit then, you're f***king useless now."
It seems New Zealanders also tend to avoid churlish confrontations, bar Scott Styris who wasn't shy to tango with Mitchell Johnson in Napier.
You see, browse through archived sledging material on the internet and the Aussies come through like the steaming Stortford Lodge stock sale yards in Hastings during summer.
Blokes such as Ian Healey, Glenn McGrath, Merv Hughes, Rod Marsh, Dennis Lillee, David Boon, Ricky Ponting and Shane Warne led the verbal assault, never mind the modern-day disciples such as Michael Clarke, Johnson and Brad Haddin.
No one was spared. The verbal barrage was directed to anyone from player to wife, children and mothers in-law.
Most of them are not suitable for reproducing in family-oriented publications.
So it's rich when the Ockers start accusing Kohli of overstepping the mark in the Boxing Day Melbourne test.
The International Cricket Council didn't sanction anyone from the MCG but fined Kohli for an altercation with Johnson and Haddin in the first test at the Adelaide Oval.
How anyone can reach a conclusion on who is guilty during a verbal exchange beats me.
In the intriguing history of sledging everything was fair in love and war and once the umpires lifted the bails for the end of play it was left out there ... until the next time.
Perhaps Kohli, who Aussies labelled a "spoilt brat", best explains that complexity: "I know what's being said and I know the reason why things are being said back, so people will never know what goes on in there ... "
In the fourth test under way in Sydney, "unnecessary send-offs" have been deemed to be out of bounds.
How numbingly boring is that.
In any verbal stand-off somebody has to have closure so the claiming of a wicket or a batsman unbeaten on the crease earns that right.
The death of Aussie batsman Phil Hughes before the India tour seems to have cast a shadow on an age-old tradition.
Hughes' death was tragic and appropriate respects were paid for a delayed start, even with the Black Caps in the United Arab Emirates.
However, I struggle to comprehend how the New Zealand team soldiered on a few days before Christmas when Pakistan mourned the loss of predominantly 145 children the Taliban slaughtered in Peshawar.
But I digress. All up, it's time to move on from Phil Hughes.
The Aussie cricketers did. Johnson executing a bouncer to Kohli's helmet was proof of that.
It's simply a case of sticks and stones, if you ask me.
Like it or not, cricket is the Hunger Games of summer.
It's time to plant a microphone at the base of the stumps so that the public can listen to the boys talk shop.
The viewers should be privy to all the ribbing between bowlers, batsmen and fielders.
Mental fortitude is a given in any sport - no helmets required.
Toughen up or get out.
