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Driving past JNS yesterday, the chat swerved towards the first India South Africa ODI played there, some million years’ ago. The young apprentice, Bored Member Mahek, rambled off numbers and figures like his first name was Clive, and his second, Rice. He informed me how 287 was a good score but India was doomed when both Shastri and Manjrekar tonked tons. Yeah, yeah, I nodded. That was one of the few one-dayers I watched, and was doomed to remember, but how the hell did Mahek? Could it be because it was played on 14th November, Nehru’s birthday (Childrens’ Day) – and Mahek, as a child, or even before, was being given a rare treat – ok, beta, sit in front of the TV for 7 hours today!
Across the 4 hours that our Bored Meeting lasted, Mahek consumed chicken with great gusto, and spouted cricket trivia with aplomb. He even spotted an infantile cricket fan in a Delhi Daredevils’ jersey.
And what about the other Delhi Bored Members – SP was business lunching, K was golfing in Bangalore, AEL on his extended honeymoon, while Som was rioting at his new office.
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Watching cricket from the womb.
How can I forget you Kuiper
It was children’s day, 18 years back. Mind you, you were no baby, making your ODI debut at 32. And then you ruined a perfectly good day-nighter at the JNS. It started well, the mad hordes ran up with that familiar chant of “Hi Hi Shastri” Why not “Hello Hello Shastri” is beyond me. For a game in which India’s two one-day specialists, Ravi Shastri and Sanjay Manjrekar, both made hundreds, what did you do – you won the game. I left your party a tad early that day. And now you are fifty. Happy bored day Kuiper. Give my regards to Clive Rice.
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