Thursday, October 2, 2008

AND THAT's WHY WE LOVE CRICKET...

I have never been an overtly ambitious person. But my one burning desire in life is to be amidst a crowd of roaring, cheering Indians in the stands of the Lord’s for an India vs Pakistan cricket match – preferably while the Sachin’s and Afridi’s are still around. I am sure almost all cricket crazy Indians (read: over half the population) share this dream of mine.

Yet there are some souls who detest even the mention of the word cricket (GOD help them!!!). To such near and dear ones, why we love cricket and swear by it...

1.The men in blue
There I said it. Guyz and gals are all crazy about them. The gals drool over these cricketing hunks and the guyz ape them for their looks and attitude. Special mention must be made of Sachin Tendulkar, the Adonis of Indian cricket. Dhoni too has been endowed with admirable attributes other than his once long hair and sweaty forehead. Sreeshant and Bhajji are a class apart. Their on and off- field antics has escalated them to various highs and lows of their public image. And of course there’s Rahul Dravid – always the gentleman with his unmistaken smile and cute dimples.

2. The emotions
It is fun watching grown men fall over each other in ecstasy in cricket. From Yuvraj’s air punches and Sourav’s shirt swirling to Bhajji’s monkey tricks and Sreeshant’s cries and tears; the theatre of cricket has orchestrated some of the most dramatic performances in cricket history. The entire nation heaved a huge sigh of relief as Sreeshant held on to Misbah’s catch at the T-20 finals. India chocked with emotions, was crest broken when we made an early exit from 2007 world cup. The nation indeed danced to the tunes of cricket mania.
"Cricket is my favourite soap opera of sports."

3. The grand sport of cricket
It’s the undisputed Grand-Daddy of sports. While soccer, tennis is equally exciting, there is something intrinsically sacred about cricket. Or may be I am just partial, like the scores of people across the globe, to this game of life – CRICKET.

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