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World beating 6/7 on Nov 10th, 2019 vs Bangladesh. Haath Pele - go yellow / setting) in CSK
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World beating 6/7 on Nov 10th, 2019 vs Bangladesh. Haath Pele - go yellow / setting) in CSK
I was flying when Sachin Tendulkar made his 100th 100.
I sneaked up to the airhostess – is the captain a cricket
enthusiast, can you ask him to let us know when Sachin makes his 100? Think I
was still speaking to her when she got on to the intercom, mumbled something into
it, and then whispered to me, with that dumb, distant airhostess smile – yes,
he’ll let you know, if he finds out…
From the moment Gambhir was dismissed, I could almost smell
a Sachin hundred. I could, like him, also smell the Bangladeshi bowling.
At the airport, I was watching Sachin bat on a TV perched
between a baggage conveyor belt – only, no baggage there. And I thought to myself,
exactly that.
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| Sachin played on this TV, with no baggage. |
Then in the departure lounge, another DD cricket telecast – gotta
say this new Goa government is very sorted out. By the time I was boarding,
Sachin was still batting.
By the time we took off, Sachin was still batting. By the
time the pilot made his first announcement, I nearly jumped out of my seat. He
digressed; altitude, distance, cruising – but of course, this was all a build
up, nonchalant pilot was gonna round it up with, some good news folks, Sachin
Tendulkar is flying on his 100th 100 cruising at…didn’t happen.
Was that a sign that he had not scored it? No way any pilot
would announce Sachin’s not-scoring-the-100, unless it’s Captain Chappell.
Thirty minutes later, another announcement. I felt the
seatbelt dig into me as my stomach and chest collectively swelled in
anticipation. Gotta, gotta…
Nothing. I half dozed off. Think I half dreamt. Of the
captain making that announcement, and everyone going loco B-grade Hollywood
passenger reaction WOOOO SACHIN!
I wanted a reaction. It struck me our altitude was in the
ballpark of Sachin’s runs, 35,000 no mean feat.
I had the aisle seat, and some of the unoccupied middle seat
– some flights you take, you really get to fly, with a single fancy. This was,
I could stretch, I had extra leg room, reclining emergency seats.
I was tempted to
check scores midair, to check with the airhostess, make her check with the
captain, again.
And I was until the last game, as sick of the 100th
100s pursuit as you or him or helpless hounded airhostesses. Guess I just
wanted closure. And it didn’t kill me that I didn’t get to watch it – I just
needed to know.
That I did. We landed, he landed. 114. The guy in front of
me, types in cricket. I tell him, he’s made it.
He shuts the search.
India beaten by a liar, stabber, world record holder.
Of all the people in this world, India got Runako Morton to beat them. Morton is no ordinary cricketer. He is an extraordinarily ordinary cricketer. To talk of his agricultural batting would cause more peasants to take their lives. He is the drought.
He is also a liar, and once lied about his grandmother’s death to pull out of the ICC Champions Trophy. Sure it was ICC and not IPL but why kill your granny when you can just as easily tell the truth and say “my batting is dead”.
This is the Morton that beat India. He scored 80 odd runs, with a not-out to boot. Don’t ask how he scored them, you just can’t watch Morton bat – is that why India let him score so many, they weren’t watching him bat?
The very Morton that holds the World Record for the most prolific ODI duck – 31 balls no run. That is the Morton I know and loath.
He was once arrested in a stabbing incident, but then he should be arrested every time he bats – those ugly, hellish cross batted drags, no less painful than the stabs Caesar felt. And what is left to say now for Indian cricket, “Et tu, Morton?”
Can’t wait for Fidel Edwards to win a game, with the bat.
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