August 22, 2005
High Scores, High Tempers
Its an old english game called cricket. Supposed to be played peacefully over a period of 5 days while drinking some english tea, it has been morphed into a highly charged smashing sport. Here the saga of yesterday, the Thrashes finale. The series played over the five previous weekends had till now been success and with the series tied at 2-2, it promised to be a contesting final. A few more senior people turned up for this match starting allegations of unbalanced teams. As history has shown, supposedly weaker teams have consistently won over the teams with big players. But this was the just the start of things to come.
The match started with a few tempers frayed, but it wasn't that bad, been there, done that before and I wasn't too worried. You must have heard the phrase catches win matches, and thats very true, as it got repeated today, but heres the new ones, catches dropped raises temperatures in the head. We dropped seven catches a big hitter and he consequently went on to make a half-century. During that period, hair was pulled, people were screamed at and near fights ensued. Standard cricket affair. However somewhere down the line, the fielding side effort decreased, which is a greater cause of worry. With statements like, "They are hitting sixes, how do two runs matter?", the morale went down like me on a water slide. The innings finally over, some more screaming ensued and we had to hold two big people apart. My arms still ache, ouch! Finally the things cooled off and we figured out that we needed to chase 169 of the allotted 25 overs. This after we had restricted them to only 36 in the first ten. I believe they made 102 of the last 9 overs.
Our start was slow but steady. We started at 3 and over and gradually nudged it over 5 an over. Wickets fell regularly, but somehow I managed to hang on to one side, not to mention about 4 dropped catches for me as well(Please refer to someplace above). Then came one over which went like this: 4,4,4,2,2,6 and we were back in the game. Within striking distance atleast. My careless running on an overthrow got me runnout. But the big bang was yet to come. JP with a h, hit a magnificent half-century in half the balls and we were home with 5 balls to spare. A true Herculean effort. As for me, I made a docile 63 of 47. With all the action and 4 half centuries in the match, this will be one to remember....or to be forgotten.
The match started with a few tempers frayed, but it wasn't that bad, been there, done that before and I wasn't too worried. You must have heard the phrase catches win matches, and thats very true, as it got repeated today, but heres the new ones, catches dropped raises temperatures in the head. We dropped seven catches a big hitter and he consequently went on to make a half-century. During that period, hair was pulled, people were screamed at and near fights ensued. Standard cricket affair. However somewhere down the line, the fielding side effort decreased, which is a greater cause of worry. With statements like, "They are hitting sixes, how do two runs matter?", the morale went down like me on a water slide. The innings finally over, some more screaming ensued and we had to hold two big people apart. My arms still ache, ouch! Finally the things cooled off and we figured out that we needed to chase 169 of the allotted 25 overs. This after we had restricted them to only 36 in the first ten. I believe they made 102 of the last 9 overs.
Our start was slow but steady. We started at 3 and over and gradually nudged it over 5 an over. Wickets fell regularly, but somehow I managed to hang on to one side, not to mention about 4 dropped catches for me as well(Please refer to someplace above). Then came one over which went like this: 4,4,4,2,2,6 and we were back in the game. Within striking distance atleast. My careless running on an overthrow got me runnout. But the big bang was yet to come. JP with a h, hit a magnificent half-century in half the balls and we were home with 5 balls to spare. A true Herculean effort. As for me, I made a docile 63 of 47. With all the action and 4 half centuries in the match, this will be one to remember....or to be forgotten.
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