Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Down the memory lane..

a few things that i'll never forget...
*playing gully cricket with big guys.. on roads..getting to bowl only when all of them would be tired and in that process picking up a wicket or two..
*when playing with kids of my age..hogging all the limelight for being the only girl in the group...
*learning the round arm throw from 'Rinchu chacha' and taking pride in being able to throw that way with great precision..
*fighting every single day with my friends on the ground..and still be the first one on the ground the next day!!
*playing cricket with chappels(slippers) on..(never thought wearing shoes was necessary)..and in that process twisting my ankle every second day..and ending up being the keeper(or else the goal keeper if we would decide on playing footie the next day)..
*not being able to play spin bowling from big guys who would be like 6 feet tall and eventually learning to play scoop(ok...i was the one who played it first...even before dilshan did..:D..the only difference is i, was mere 4 feet tall ,could easily get under the ball and played it against the spinners who weren't world class:D)
*playing till 7 o'clock even on exam eve and still managing to get an A+(partly because there wasn't much to study:D )
*getting scolded for 'mastering the art of losing cricket balls every second day and then randomly promising my father a series of A+ in tests to follow!!
*contributing so that we could go buy a new ball and then making sure that i got to keep it after the days play!!
*making 'a hanging ball' with paper and then practicing hard with it..(not counting the number of times i would have broken the string)
*watching the post match presentation ceremony and getting inspired!!coming back home..catching hold of a bottle of water and trying my level best to imitate the international players..wondering how good a speech would i give after i win my first man(/woman) of the match award!!
*fielding always near the boundary line..confused about the sudden change in rules ..still enjoying it all..taking a catch there and blushing after being praised...
*getting up really very early to watch india play test series against australia in australia (1999)!!
*enjoying watching test matches..the way bowlers would set up the batsmen, the patience shown, the field placements..
*having long and lengthy discusssions about the players currrent form and team selections with my father (especially when the power would just go off and i would pick up the transistor ,drag him for a walk and listen to the commentary..)

i can't imagine how i would have grown up without playing the game of cricket!!!Cricket is probably the best thing that could have happened to me..

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

THE game

'THE' game

Cricket- its all about history, tradition and passion...
butterflies in my stomach
proud to wear the country colours
a feeling of honour as you run past the national flag
listening to the fans sing
the ball in my hand, the smell of the leather and the feel of the seam
walking to the middle i no longer hear the crowd
my only thoughts are what i need to do
running to the crease my heart starts to beat faster
the crunch of the ball on the middle of my bat
a force nine times my body weight goes through my front leg
i hold my breath as the ball flies past the fielder
a perfect view as it rattles the stumps
and races to the boundary
flags fly with passion
but i hear nothing
sweat rolls down my forehead
standing in the field and feeling the heat of the sun
furiously shinning the leather
trying to get every last bit out of the ball
another bouncer screams past the batsman's grill
he's survived another ball
i take guard and scratch centre
the pitch crumbles under my shoes
i look around the field to where i can get my next run
taking a break down at the fine leg,copping cheers or jeers from the crowd
just a few more runs
just a few more wickets
running on adrenaline
taking that final catch
hitting the winning boundary
the noice of the crowd erupting

- courtesy CATV