IT was after close of play on the third day at Calcutta. India was just 275 short of a win, with all 10 wickets intact, and even the weatherman didn't know it would rain mineral water bottles the next day. Pristine cricket-that gentle, yet mortal combat of skill and nerve-was still on everyone's mind. Particularly Sadagopan Ramesh. The gangling 24-year-old southpaw, the latest in a string of experiments at the top of the batting line-up, had managed in five innings to give people something to talk about other than Sachin Tendulkar. Yet, as he took team physio Andrew Kokinos on a visit to a temple, his prayers would certainly have been for a big, match-winning score-a seal of quality on the first flush of a tentative harvest.