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A new year

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1) Tata Nano unveiled: we CAN design something that the common man needs/wants

2) IGMDP is wrapped up! Because: we wanted to build missiles that were needed by our defense forces. We did it.

2) Indian Navy stands up to the Russian suppliers

3) PM is visiting China, are the above two timed for this?

4) Down under, Aussies still don’t get it why they can’t bully us forever

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January 12, 2008 at 10:06

Down Under

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Yes, we lost a test match because

a) Aussies played foul

b) Bucknor hated us

c) we couldn’t bat for 72 overs

d) we are this poor nation whose resources have all been looted out but, we are valiantly fighting against these imperialist… whatever

We lost a match because, all things said and done, we could not give our best when it mattered. Guess how we reacted? With shame? Determined not to fail in the next match? No, we took that hallowed post-freedom path of Idiocy! What else can it be called when a nation with a cricketing history of 50 years acts like a 5 year old kid? The way we look at it, everyone was conspiring against us, just like it happens in those never-ending soaps on TV. May be, for us cricket is not a sport. It’s just another soap.

Only this can explain the `professional’ conduct of BCCI, and how it gets away with it. Even if it were filled with industrialists (if not cricketers), one would still hope for a saner approach to cricket, sadly it is filled with politicians: the section of our society that we love to hate. This is where the contradiction between our words and our actions is most obvious. We hate our politicians for their absolute disregard for accountability and incompetence in all things unrelated to corruption. In spite of the applicability of these descriptions to BCCI, we worship our cricketers. Smart, or what?

Without doubt we have the worst possible attitude towards any sort of industrious activity, sports being just one of them. We want results without putting in the hardwork. By God we know what Gita says, and we are content with that knowledge. For that we believe that we deserve all the fruits of this world, without having to pluck them. We feel cheated when we go in to the cricket field armed with this knowledge, and don’t get those cups. Like 5 year old kids, we believe we should get everything that we deserve. Without breaking any sweat. And, like 5 year olds, we believe we deserve everything. Where were we, when the rest of the world was growing up?

Written by kowsik

January 11, 2008 at 10:20

Posted in cribs, cricket

kAraNam

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Gloom engulfed the Gaullish village that never bowed before others. The believers were shouting that this was the beginning of the end: after the gloom, it was the sky that was going to fall. The non-believers were all in the pubs, for them it didn’t matter anymore whether there was an end or not.

“Miracles”, Impedimenta addressed the assembly, “Miracles are what we want, and we want them now. We need Getafix. Not his wisecracks, just his potions.” Half of them agreed about the last bit, the other half let some smile come to their faces remembering the one before it.

Justforkix didn’t understand what all this drama was about. This village had always appeared queer to him, they had always been old-fashioned. “What we need is action”, emphatically he started, only to be interrupted by a deep voice from outside, “but not without any thought.”

“What you need boy, is some history,” Getafix entered chief Vitalstatistix’s house, “before you come to any conclusions about this Great Gaullish Village.”

“Long before you were old enough to follow the happenings of this world, your village was conquered by the Romans just like many other villages in this part of the world. We stopped them, and it was not a one-time affair either. Every time they attacked, we gave them the Gaullish treatment; we never had numbers on our side: technique was our forte. Geriatrix was still young, and a Gaul was as good as a hundred Romans, sometimes it was more than that. At times they attacked just to watch your uncle in action!”

Vitalstatistix’s hands went to those parts of his body that changed significantly since those times. He should start exercising, he realized, fitness has been his problem. And hence the village’s problem. “Impedimenta was not always wrong, though reason wasn’t the reason that I married her for”, his chuckling brought him back from his monlogue.

” There were too many players after the Romans gave-up”, Getafix realized too much detail is a pain while giving a history lesson. “So after 2000 years of chaos most intelligent minds agreed on the English way to sort these things out. This breakthrough was anything but non-Gaullic, but this part of history is best explained by your aunt Impedimenta who was the first person to figure it out.” Before Impedimenta came out of her recollections Getafix picked up again, “The battle still involved projectiles and shields and swords, but the battles themselves would take place only once every four years. The principle contenders for the world order face each other in the event that they now call ‘the Cricket World Cup’! With Gauls like Obelix around, changes like these didn’t matter, we Gauls did what did we always did.”

“Yes, I remember”, Obelix had that dreamy look, “Others used to wonder at things coming at them, ‘how?’; I used ask back, ‘where?’ Those were the days!”

“Then why are we like this now?”, Justforkix was angry, “Losing at something that we never were good at is bad in itself, but losing at things that we excelled in? I say kick these losers out- Wait a minute, if we were so used to cricket, why did I never hear of any good cricket going around in this village?”

“That is where the root of the problem lies.” Getafix was sad, “We do not water our plants but we are angry that there are no trees. And I am not talking about cricket alone.”

Written by kowsik

April 3, 2007 at 06:25

Posted in asterix, cricket, life