Before we get on to important stuff, a quick word regarding the decision to send Mitchell Marsh to the sheds. Marsh was out and umpires should never ever be influenced by a big screen replay at the ground, that will only open up a can of worms. This is something that needs to be ironed out with the logical solution being that a review has to be made before a replay is shown at the ground.

I can't find fault in anything that the BLACKCAPS or Australia did in this situation, this was simply one of those strange instances that happen in sport and should lead to a sensible change in rules or recommendations.

All of this was however part of an epic Monday night's worth of trans-Tasman sporting entertainment, something that cricket has lacked for a long time. Count yourselves very lucky that we have been able to enjoy two trans-Tasman ODIs in the World Cup, a few Tests in Australia, three ODIs in Aotearoa and an upcoming Test series in Aotearoa in the space of about 12 months. There was a period in my life where I forgot what it was like to face Australia in cricket, where the skill and intensity is matched by the passion and niggle.

We don't celebrate derbies, we barely sing and cause a ruckus at domestic sporting events, we're a pretty tame bunch supporting sport. Last night however, Monday the 8th of February 2016 to be specific, we were treated to trans-Tasman cricket at it's peak. There's simply nothing else like it, not when a packed Seddon Park are abusing Australians and dancing on the bank - shout out to that dude who pulled some super slick dance moves out, hopefully you read this and give yourself a pat on the back.

In the hours before this series decider I heard some silly story about the BLACKCAPS boasting more 'experience' than the Australians and how this was some sort of factor. So dumb, correct in that many BLACKCAPS have more ODIs to their name but very dumb when you consider that George Bailey for example has played 226 List A (50-over) domestic games. Then Trent Boult and Mitchell Santner were ruled out meaning call ups for Doug Bracewell and Ish Sodhi, two players who hadn't featured this series compared to a settled Australian side who had brought in their best batsman in Usman Khawaja and Adam Zampa.

This is what made last night's win so epic for me as this is a young BLACKCAPS group who showed the skill and mental fortitude to simply find a way to win, not only find a way to win but find a way to win a series decider. I say find a way to win because this was far from a near-perfect display by the BLACKCAPS, especially with the bat as the likes of Martin Guptill and Grant Elliott (B-Mac is a pinch hitter so he's excused) didn't make the most of their starts. This then put pressure on the lower order to do the hitting/survive the overs and while we've seen them do just that recently, to consistently expect them to do so is dangerous.

A young bowling attack however found a way to win. Consider the ages of the five wicket-takers for the kiwis: Ish Sodhi 23, Doug Bracewell 25, Matt Henry 24, Adam Milne 23 and Corey Anderson 25. Perhaps that's the wizardry of Brendon McCullum the captain, that he could get a young bowling attack firing in such a manner, on such a stage.

Just like this entire series (what a fucking series!) this game and each of its innings' had ebbs and flows, periods when the kiwis would be enjoying some success and vice-versa.

Throughout Australia's batting effort, the Aussies looked in control at various stages whether it was when Khawaja was playing gracefully, Steve Smith looking like he had conquered the kiwi plans against him, George Bailey's awkward stance proving everyone wrong or how quickly Mitch Marsh looked at ease in a hostile environment.

I'm fairly confident in saying that BLACKCAPS teams from the past wouldn't have been able to stay in this contest in a similar situation.

Just when an Australian batsman would appear to be in total control, a wicket would fall and the wickets came from all of our young bowlers. Henry simply has a freakish wicket taking ability, Milne bullies batsmen, Anderson was as fired up as I've ever seen him with the ball while Bracewell and Sodhi epitomised my joy with their team work in building pressure and sending Khawaja, Smith and Glenn Maxwell back to the sheds with quality, serving up dots that built pressure an genuine rip-snorting wicket-taking deliveries to pounce in that pressure.

Here at the Niche Cache, we refer to the BLACKCAPS' Test bowling stocks as The Stable; you can only become the best Test team in the world these days with a stable of bowlers who can be called on at any stage to do a job. This applies to any format, as long as the vision is to be the No.1 cricket team in the world and in a series decider, against those bloody Aussies, we saw just how strong The Stable is.

Not only did Henry, Milne and Anderson perform exceptionally well, Sodhi and Bracewell stepped up to the plate from domestic cricket and did a job for their team, the nation and their departing skipper.

That my friends is why a low key Monday evening in February will forever linger in my mind.