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Blame Rohit Sharma for Mumbai's loss to Delhi at Kotla. Just like MS Dhoni's ugly innings against the Royal Challengers, Rohit bungled the chase against the Daredevils. He Arsenal-ed it trying to pace his innings 'perfectly'. But Rohit Sharma didn't lose the game for Mumbai. Delhi won it. Zaheer Khan won it for them. Mumbai were... Continue Reading →
As Jaspreet Bumrah walked away after the 19th over, Virat Kohli ran up to Hardik Pandya. Kohli left after a couple of pats on his back. Suresh Raina arrived. After a brief neck massage, Ashish Nehra was in his ears. By the time Pandya reached MS Dhoni, everyone had a twitchy bum. They knew what... Continue Reading →
India loves Virat Kohli. India loves Sachin Tendulkar. And India loves to argue So, it's time we declare the house open for the engrossing - "Is Kohli better than Tendulkar?" - debate. I never understood how two players playing different roles can be compared. I never found a common yardstick because the variables - conditions,... Continue Reading →
"Just married but willing to exchange for Federer" - read the sign. At the Rod Laver Arena when Novak Djokovic was pummeling Roger Federer, a young lady in the stands held up her message for the world number three. The first semi-final of the 2016 Australian Open was a one-sided affair. The Serbian number one... Continue Reading →
The first Hollywood movie I ever watched was Rambo: First Blood. From then on, I wanted to be John Rambo. I got the plastic edition of the Rambo knife, the toy Kalashnikov, imaginary biceps and a head band. Then, I watched Rocky. I knew I can't be Rocky but since then, the Italian Stallion from... Continue Reading →
Sarth Salunke, Pratik Bedekar, Ayush Dubey, Tejas Misar, Harshal Jadav and Swaraj Deshmukh – you don't know who they are. It's okay, you have no business knowing them. After today, you will definitely not hear about them. Ever. On the fifth day of 2016, Pranav Dhanawade smashed his way into the cricket record books and... Continue Reading →
Pristine white flannels, glistening bats, bright yellow stumps and a pink ball -- after years of being 'boring', cricket went metro-sexual at Adelaide Oval. From today, pink is the new red. I switched on the TV set with a degree of non-approval. The purist in me didn't like the idea of tinkering with the Test... Continue Reading →
Hashim Amla and Dean Elgar started Day 2. Amla and Elgar ended Day 2. Not out. Only 20-wickets apart. It spun. It spun square. It bounced, it crawled. It stopped, it skidded. There are days that move a Test match forward. Day 2 at Nagpur threw the game into a tailspin. On a rank-turner, South... Continue Reading →
Dear Ex, I hope you’re doing well. I know you’re doing well because I can see how happy you are in your new life and I am truly happy that you’ve found someone new. Seriously, I am. Does it hurt anymore? It did for some time, but now, no more. Now, I no longer even ask myself... Continue Reading →
The game of cricket has always been about stories, fairy tales, and miracles. Nothing is impossible in cricket and that’s what makes it so special. A single man can change the game, at any point, either with a willow in hand or with a 5.75 ounce of a leather sphere. One man did it with... Continue Reading →
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