During the 1992 World Cup match between Pakistan and India in Sydney, Indian wicketkeeper Kiran More was particularly animated behind the stumps. Every time a ball passed the bat — every single time, regardless of whether it was remotely close to being an out — More would leap in the air with exaggerated appeals, jumping up and down like a jack-in-the-box powered by pure caffeine while appealing for anything and everything. He was like a coiled spring behind the stumps, bouncing up and down as if the ground were made of hot coals.
Javed Miandad, never one to take sledging lying down — or standing up, or in any position — decided the best response was mockery of the most devastatingly precise kind. After one particularly enthusiastic More celebration (triggered by a ball that had missed everything by approximately three feet), Miandad stopped play and performed an exaggerated imitation of More's jumping. He hopped up and down at the crease like a frog that had sat on an electric fence, waving his arms around in a perfect parody of More's appeals, his tongue sticking out for added comic effect.
The crowd erupted in laughter. More turned red. The entire Indian team stood frozen between outrage and amusement — most of them wanted to laugh but felt professional solidarity required them to look offended. The Pakistani fielders were openly cackling. Even the umpires struggled to maintain their composure, which is no small feat for men who are paid to look like they have no emotions.
The moment has been replayed millions of times and remains one of the defining images of India-Pakistan cricket rivalry. The beauty of it was Miandad's comic timing — he waited for exactly the right moment, performed the routine with the complete commitment of a method actor, held the pose long enough for the cameras to capture every detail, and then went back to batting as if nothing had happened. He didn't break character, didn't crack a smile — he just did the frog impression and resumed normal service. More's jumping celebrations were never quite the same after that, as the fear of being "Miandad-ed" hung over every appeal like a rain cloud.