I have been using my diminutive brains hard, and have honed it with the best of spirits to create hazes that provide for deep, permeating, sharpened insights through fog ridden first impressions. In this exalted state, I have arrived at some amazing insights into WHY EXACTLY, a team going GREAT all through this season, suddenly lagged, sagged and collapsed. Insights so obtuse, that they HAVE to be true. And here they are :
- That Neetaben really, positively, didn’t want to be hefted and lugged and hugged around again. err.. Mukeshbhai neither.
- That ‘Chin had a bad injury to the webbing of his hand, and he wasn’t really in a mood to lift a heavy trophy. Besides, he’s more used to leading on his statistics front, not really in terms of picking up and hefting trophies, etc. Which is one reason why cheques are so light, y’know.
- That Dhoni couldn’t go into world cup with a defeat as a captain, and both teams were … *ahem*… aware of problems that happen to posteriors when benches are warmed.
- That the cheerleaders weren’t exciting enough to watch when you scored a success, not after the cops filed a case against *THEM* for obscenity. Though whats obscene about watching a pretty leg shake, or a bountiful belly bounce is, I fail to figure out.
- That the fielding went haywire, with 2 catches, easy sitters that too, being dropped, mostly ‘cuz the fielders developed itches and rashes on tender parts, and got confused as to which ball to get their fingers under.
- That MIs didn’t realize that when it Raina, it poursa Runsa, and gave him too many lives.
- That Ms. Modi looked so darned stunning, that the ball was often missed for a better view of awesome legs crossing and uncrossing. Which prolly explains all those dot balls in that stretch of game.
- That Pollard being so tall, dark and handsome, and an extremely ballistic hitter, was missed out in the roll call somewhere till someone suddenly woke up and said EFF … We’ve got Pollard … daym !!! Send him, better late than never.
- That everyone in the MI team was being rested for the World Cup in a spirit of patriotism that only the great can achieve, where one confuses the dish and the spoon for the meal, y’know.
- And last but not the least, that the script of the game was suitably “Modi-fied” … AHEM… COUGH !!! you know what I mean, to get a Chennai to Win.