Disgrace!

Amit says,

"India just lost their sixth wicket, but there is a matter of greater disgrace than just a loss at hand. Hordes of bottles have descended on the field from a section of the stands, in a sudden flurry, as cops and groundsmen have rushed over to pick them up. "

I wonder why it never happens down south? In Bangalore or Chennai? When I stood up to applaud Inzy's ton in Bangalore, my father-in-law?who had been watching the proceedings with a big frown?was surprised. 'Do you have to stand up and applaud?' he asked me, during the post-match beer session. 'I love the way he plays' I told him. I also recounted to him how the wonderful crowd in Chennai gave the Pakis a standing ovation when the beat the shit out of the Indian team and made it transparent. I know it is too much to expect that kind of behaviour from the Delhi crowd, but what the hell, when you throw bottles ICC can ban your town as a venue. Also, the bottles didn't rain down from the stands as you might have imagined. They came from the 'complimentary' section says Amit,

"The stands where the disturbance came from are complimentary stands. These people haven't even bought their tickets, they're family and friends of VIPs, people with "contacts". And, if I really need to add, bottles."

The capital of the country, ladies, gentlemen and people of Delhi. I wonder when India and Pak can play in Mumbai. Probably after the madman dies I guess. No, no. Oh no. I'm not talking of our madman.

There is a conspiracy theory that is doing the rounds. Some feel that the match was fixed. 'The series follows a script, don't you see?' some ask, wide-eyed in a scary way, and thumping the desk with their fists. I don't know, for you are not guilty until they catch you (with a diary tucked in your armpit).
That reminds me of a fantastic story. Some one I know got caught by his dad while doing the 'do-it-yourself'; picture this: our hero has the TV on. Probably Surya TV's steamy midnight Malayalam movie or Sun TV's Midnight masala. The door is not locked. Just before the climax, dad walks in. The lights come up. Our hero is caught. Red handed. Hero tries to manage the situation: 'I was applying Zandu balm. I have a headache. There.' or some shit like that.
Guess what the dad did? He made the son promise that he would never commit such sacrilege again. So, our hero has either graduated, or probably hired someone to do it for him. That is not the breaking the promise, technically. Disgrace! :-D
How are you Mr.Manmadha Raasa?

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