A Letter To Roger Federer

Dear Roger,

How are you doing Roger? I’m a big fan of yours and I just love watching you play. You are one of the greatest tennis players ever. You will most definitely win those two more grand slams soon.

Anyways, I just wanted to ask you a question. What the hell is wrong with you? If you have decided to never win a French Open ever please let us guys know. At least we fans won’t be so disappointed. Yesterday was your worst match ever. With you being the number one, I was expecting you to give Nadal some sort of a challenge. But you disappointed me and the rest of your fans too. It looked like you just wanted to get over with it ASAP. You could have at least given us a five setter. What are you scared of him? C’mon man, this is no way a world number one plays. Huh?

This in no way means that we won’t support you anymore. Far from it. We will always be there. I think you just have a mental block. It’s not that bad you know. It happens to everyone. You just have to think positive. Get that aggression back. Nadal has nothing on you. You are better than him and everybody else out there. This stupid thing about Nadal being the best on clay is a whole lot of bull crap. You can beat him on clay, grass, hard court, even sand, asphalt or gravel.

If it’s any consolation, his one bicep is bigger than the other and it looks comical in his favorite sleeveless tees. he he. Looking forward to the Wimbledon.

Yours truly,

A fan from India.

Good Weather – Bad Weather

It’s second half of the month of May and the weather is the exact opposite of what it is supposed to be. Instead of sweltering heat and non stop sweating, which calls for consumption of dollops of cold water, it is the weather in which one likes to sip a cuppa tea (or coffee or any other beverage of your choice) and eat some cucumber sandwiches with it.

One doesn’t encounter weather like this in the capital unless it is August or September. I don’t have any problems if the weather stays the same for the rest of the year either. But the thing that troubles me the most is that two IPL matches have been affected because of this. Both times the Delhi team has been on the receiving end.

It’s Delhi’s last match today and the clouds are getting thicker by the hour. If rain plays spoilt sport today again, it’s pretty much over for the local team. Hopefully there will be a match and Gambhir will score a century. Fingers crossed.

Couple More

My mom is as crazy about cricket as me. But she doesn’t show it. She will never acknowledge that she likes Sachin and will always praise the opposing team. Maybe just trying to give me a hard time.

So anyway, we were watching an IPL match and Sreesanth is bowling, without any post delivery theatrics. I said something along the lines of how suddenly Sreesanth has changed after the Slapgate incident. To this, mom reacts along the lines of “couple more from Bhajji and he would be sober for life”.

I don’t know if it was the slap or the cry baby performance after the slap, Sreesanth is a changed man and all the better for it.

The RJ’s Fake Accent

I am quite sure on this one. The FM stations are hiring ex-BPO staffers as RJs. That is the only explanation for the RJ’s fake accent the other day. The poor fellow was trying so hard, but couldn’t quite manage to sound convincing enough.

You know the kind, who pick up some piece of info and try to sound like an expert, or that irritating fella who acts so that he can be the part of the cool crowd. Yes, that’s exactly what he sounded like. Maybe the station got him on the cheap.

Obviously a shut down here, a shut down there and you have a truck load of laid off employees each with a mediocre accent training all ready to give us poor souls an earful of crap.

The Sachin Effect

That post title could very well have read ‘The Sanath Effect’. But you will agree that it has to be put down to the mere presence of the man that the Mumbai Indians are looking like a totally new side.

Before the match against Chennai Super Kings, the Mumbai Indians did win three matches on the trot, but they weren’t as comprehensive as the last two. After today’s match against the Kolkatta Knight Riders, the tally now reads five in a row.

Just think about it. The great man, whose presence at one time was enough to lift the morale of the national team, is also more than capable of lifting the spirits of a group of local youngsters and a few foreign nationals, who in two and a half weeks time might well be playing against him.

The crowd support is enormous. Chants of “Sachin Sachin” start off the moment team takes to the field and go on till the match gets over. Those chants are replaced by “Surya Surya” when his opening partner is taking the bowling to the cleaners. The opposition captains are not let off easy either. Twice it has happened that the opposition captain has been booed in the post match presentation. Both Dhoni and Dada are popular wherever they go, but that Bombay crowd is a tough one. The reception Shoaib Akhtar got when he came down to bat was worst. The crowd has been so vociferous and involved that Sachin thanked them in the interview and even reminded them of the next home match on the 21st.

He may not have clicked with the bat in the two matches that he has played, but the effect he has had on the side is amazing. Jayasurya is playing like a man possessed and is hell bent on making mince meat out of the bowling figures of the opposition. Jayasurya can now obviously play more freely, and it seemed to me that he was putting a lot of pressure on himself in the absence on Sachin in the earlier matches. Shaun Pollock showed his class again tonight, taking four wickets for 12 in his quota of four. Those figures would look good even in a fifty over match.

I’m supporting the Delhi Daredevils. Of course, what did you expect? In an event of a clash between Bombay and Delhi, and if Sachin is playing, I wouldn’t mind it at all even if Bombay win. Now that is ‘The Sachin Effect’.

Go See The Principal

A boy is late for school. As he reaches the class, the teacher tells him to go see the principal. The boy goes to the principal’s office, looks at the principal sitting on his desk and comes back. On returning to the class, the teacher asks him what the principal said, to which he replies “nothing”.

As ‘Lion’ would say “Smart Boy”. Did what he was told to and didn’t even get into any trouble. Little Bugger. Reminds me of someone. Hmm....

First Post

Why do i need another blog? Well, two is better than one they say, so here i am. As it is there is so much to say that i had to start another blog.