Under normal circumstances if a one-day match lasts a total of only 40 or 50 overs, with just a couple of hundred runs scored between both sides, spectators would leave the arena feeling a little short changed.
But it's in the nature of sporting events, especially ones so significantly spiced with meaning, that an abbreviated game can still be so memorable. The Black Caps' demolition of the woeful Poms at the Cake Tin took just 40 overs in total, and Saturday's nailbiter at Eden Park against the Aussies just 15 more.
In both cases the punters got their money's worth, despite both games being conducted as though a military strike was imminent.
Call me old fashioned, but I don't mind a tight, low-scoring game. It's nostalgia on my part, I know - innings on a limited budget were the stock in trade for the teams in which I was a frontline batsman.
Not completely sure why that was, to be honest, but I'm blaming the big boundaries and inferior bats of the day.