Kissa KCricket Ka Part I

Sorry for that Karan KJoharsque mistake (can't call myself KEkta Kapoor, can I?)



While thinking about and writing the Summer tag (thanks Silverine), I realised that there were many reasons we played cricket. Who says we can only "enjoy" watching cricket? Playing it not just fun, but "fun".



Now, all who have played cricket on a big ground with a small group knows the value of "borrowed" fielder. Normally placed as wicket-keeper (mostly to retrieve wides), if the ground is big enough or team size is small enough, this member can be placed in more prominent positions.



Once, finding ourselves in such a position, we borrowed the best fielder from opposing team (their captain) and placed him somewhere between square-leg and mid-wicket. And within the first two balls, the ball was tracing a aerial trajectory with the speed of a particularly lazy snail towards him.





Now, the "borrowed" man always faces a dilemma. If you have some moral sense, you try particularly hard not to get called a cheater, and try to catch/field even the impossible balls, even though it goes against your "team spirit" (which is why you tell your team mates not to hit the ball in your direction). But moral or not, it is impossible to drop a ball which you can catch without moving a step. Score: 1/1.



I seriously think watching your team-mate field near your gives you a sense that this is a net practise, not a match. Because within next two overs, all 4 of the batsmen had almost literally dropped what we called "lollies" in their captain's lap. Score 10/4.



Cursing his luck (and his team-mates), the captain took the strike, and I replaced him from my favourite point position. I think you must have guessed by now what happened next?



Within next 3 deliveries, the ball was again traversing the now-familiar trajectory towards my waiting hands. Talk about "team spirit".



P.S. This marks century of posts on "Talons"...



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