Cricket at last
I'm happy at last, I felt that I played cricket properly after a long time. Given the fact that I had tried to play cricket on few occasions I look upon this as a memorable moment in my life. To set your thought to the right perspective, I don't know how to play cricket. Making such a statement in cricket crazy Chennai would be suicidal, but I do be believe in the goodness of men.
Today a lazy Sunday, I had done nothing. Just slept the day off. After a refreshing tea at Perungudi, Sooraj and I went to the park next door. I took a pair of badminton racquets and few worn out shuttle cocks, with the intent of getting a very reluctant Sooraj to play a game. However cricket lovers had conquered the badminton court and we ended up watching a slowing game. The ball kept going over the wall too many times, a sudden thought of the door left unlocked got us back home. A triumphant Sooraj and a dejected me.
I desperately wanted to do something, he at last agreed to teach me Cricket. Maybe my persistence paid of, or he felt ashamed of a guy not knowing cricket; whatever it was we got to a cricket learning session in our front courtyard.
He agreed to let me bat, but had to come back to me after the first ball. I didn't know how to hold the bat! A lot of demonstrations on how to hold the bat as you pick it from the ground and moving your arms keeping the wrists and elbows fixed, I was at the crease facing the first ball, after a good session on cricket theory. I missed. The ball managed to get back to make contact after a few attempts and was soon get driven straight back to him. I was ecstatic, never have I managed to do as much as touch the ball so many times in a single session. Foot work and sweeps followed by batting demos went on until a rogue ball and a rookie bat sent the ball to depths of the swirling drain, ending my lesson.
My my most humiliating encounter was when I was bowled out by a young lady during our office match in Bangalore. I hope my lesson had taken place before that unfortunate encounter.
Today a lazy Sunday, I had done nothing. Just slept the day off. After a refreshing tea at Perungudi, Sooraj and I went to the park next door. I took a pair of badminton racquets and few worn out shuttle cocks, with the intent of getting a very reluctant Sooraj to play a game. However cricket lovers had conquered the badminton court and we ended up watching a slowing game. The ball kept going over the wall too many times, a sudden thought of the door left unlocked got us back home. A triumphant Sooraj and a dejected me.
I desperately wanted to do something, he at last agreed to teach me Cricket. Maybe my persistence paid of, or he felt ashamed of a guy not knowing cricket; whatever it was we got to a cricket learning session in our front courtyard.
He agreed to let me bat, but had to come back to me after the first ball. I didn't know how to hold the bat! A lot of demonstrations on how to hold the bat as you pick it from the ground and moving your arms keeping the wrists and elbows fixed, I was at the crease facing the first ball, after a good session on cricket theory. I missed. The ball managed to get back to make contact after a few attempts and was soon get driven straight back to him. I was ecstatic, never have I managed to do as much as touch the ball so many times in a single session. Foot work and sweeps followed by batting demos went on until a rogue ball and a rookie bat sent the ball to depths of the swirling drain, ending my lesson.
My my most humiliating encounter was when I was bowled out by a young lady during our office match in Bangalore. I hope my lesson had taken place before that unfortunate encounter.
3 Comments:
In the beginning we all play cross batted shots, however, you seem to have conquered the natural instinct and hit the ball straight back to the bowler.
Congratualtions.
By Viswanathan, at 4:42 PM
gr8..pls visit www.hawkeyeoncricket.blogspot.com
By vignaesh ram, at 11:18 PM
nice to know that u have started playing cricket...:))
check out http://mmksworld.blogspot.com/2008/06/galli-cricket-in-japan.html
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