Yesterday night after much nakhra, I went over to friend's house to watch the match. C'est terrible it was! Waste of time etc etc.. I mean the Indian team collapsed like a pack of cards and several other similes that I can't think of right now. Seriously, felt like smacking all of them. Half the team deserves to be sacked, but as everyone was saying the scapegoat is probably going to be Chappell.
Tendulkar played like a peeg! I mean, wot the fuck was that? Kyaa tha woh shot jo shot hi naheen raha! Total bleh it was. I liked the Lion Man's hair - awesome tha..Muralitharan has a pretty wife who goes by the name of Mrs Muralitharan. There was a chik who (almost) flashed her boobs at the camera. Supporters are so passionate about the game as was evident in the house last nite with all the oohing and aahing. Puttar yaar, once more :P
The one and only cricket match I saw, they lost. I thought it would hurt from the bottom of my heart but it didnt even touch it. Good thing or bad thing, no clue about that. Life will go on, houses will be stoned or torched, not sure which one. Greg Chapell is not going to pass on to the nether like Bob Woolmer did, as was expressed yesterday by Mr S and Spikey!
End of a World Cup for India or people still going to hold onto that slender run rate margin over the so-called minnow match between Bermuda and Bangladesh? I think fans never stop hoping. I stopped last nite....