Friday, March 11, 2011

Wurr-ld Cup

I am so happy that Brittania Good Day is now available in Gulf countries. (Why on earth would they use this as their marketing strategy?) And I feel so sad that Gillette is the best a man can get.

Cricinfo is becoming hilarious! :D

Sekhar sends in the best question of the day so far: "How do we pronounce Szwarczynski?" Here's the answer - Stand up on a stool, lift your left hand and tilk your head upwards and to the left. Now squint hard and calculate the net run-rate of Netherlands upto the fourth decimal.. Now then.. What was the question again?

Barresi and Eric Unpronounceable are out there.

@Rameshsrivats on Twitter: "Szwarczynski and Eoin should have an exchange deal. Swap a few vowels & consonants."

What an odd team England are. They are comprehensively prepared, and admirably focused. They are honed with scientific exactness, and led with calm assurance by an irrefutably level-headed captain-and-coach combination. And they are wildly inconsistent. They are like a man who dresses like an accountant, talks like an accountant, lives in a comfortable suburban house, and sleeps in spreadsheet-print pyjamas. But who is actually the lead singer of a thrash metal band, with an unrivalled collection of exotic snakes.

Ireland upset win was AWEsome! Bloody brilliant I tell ya.

Then New Zealand came up with this gem:

New Zealand RR 6.04
Last 5 ovs 100/2 RR 20.00

For all their wild assortment of international players, none of the Canadian cricketers seemed to know how to bat. What a waste of good bowling. I wonder how they got to Associate qualifiers finals.

I can think of few, if any, experiences in sport to match watching Tendulkar succeed in a home game. Roger Federer may occupy a similar status of universally-acknowledged greatness within tennis, but I think it is fair to say that Switzerland is not quite as passionate about tennis as India is about cricket. If Federer were to simultaneously play tennis whilst hoarding gold and providing banking facilities for dubious dictators, perhaps the fervour of his support would match that for Sachin. But the Swiss population is unlikely ever to top the one billion mark.

The Truth Told to Shame the Devil
"Everyone did well other than Sreesanth," Virender Sehwag declared at the press conference after the opening game, against Bangladesh. Cue much delight and eloquence about how Viru pulled no punches on the field and off it. Chortle.

The Unhittable
This old dog's bite's as bad as his bark: Muttiah Muralitharan went two full matches in a row with not a single boundary struck off him and currently has an economy rate of 3.59 and average of 24. Not bad for a pensioner, given that it's a batsman's game and all. The only fours and sixes hit off Murali so far have been by Canada, that bunch of striplings with no respect for their elders.

The Trouper
Like a punch-drunk, much-battered movie monster you just can't kill, the unsinkable Shoaib Akhtar keeps coming back. A little the worse for wear, a bit more creaky in the joints than usual, and the proud possessor of a limp with a capital L, Shoaib waded in against Sri Lanka and produced a screamer like of old, shooting through Mahela Jayawardene's defence to take his middle stump. Drama fans hugged each other and wiped nostalgic tears from their eyes.

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