January 7, 2008...9:23 am

BUCKling down under !

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 There’s very little I know of cricket. I’ve only heard what my other half has constantly said – it’s a great game, a passionate game. And friendly commentator, Kartikeya has so kindly informed me “Cricket is possibly the only sport in the world which is able to conclude a contest with an “inconclusive” result without making any suggestion that both sides were equal at the end (i. e. without it being reflected in the scoreline)”.

So I decide to get to know it better. And the one day I decide to sit and watch the game with my other half, happens to be the most sensational in the history of the game. Or so my other half opines. I’m watching. A lot of Indian cricketers seem to be getting out. There’s a lot of dancing and prancing amongst the Australians. This is good. I like happy people. And apparently the cause of all this good cheer is a Mr Bucknor. Had I seen him in a mall somewhere, I wouldn’t have normally credited him with the power or aura to generate so much happiness.

But wait. Something’s wrong. My other half is pissed as hell. He’s making several calls and I’m guessing the guys at the other end are swearing as well. Mr Gavaskar’s very upset too. So is Harsha Bhogle. And now apparently Anil Kumble is upset and saying the Australians have no sporting spirit. And someone on TV keeps calling the harbinger of good news, “the men in white coats”. A friend of my other half calls it the worst day of his life.

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My interest in Mr Bucknor is now for real. I google him. Apparently he’s known for his bad umpiring against India. Indians have been baying for his blood regularly. And yesterday he managed to ruffle a million feathers all over again.

So let me get this right. There are all these cricketers who get paid millions for playing this strange game. And there are a million or so dedicated viewers who watch it. And behind every ball bowled and bat swung, there’s a coach, a manager, a physio, personal trainers, meditation gurus, the works. And all it takes is this ole Jamaican to get it all to a grinding halt ????

I like this guy. I vote he stays on and umpires the Perth test too. At this rate,my other half will sign off the game. Because obviously if cricketers can’t touch the guy, there’s precious little my other half can do !

Mr Bucknor, if you’re reading, this is an open invitation.

I know people are giving you the hammer as I write. But I’m with you. I understand. You’re standing all day watching this boring game. You’ve put in your time. Obviously anybody would have been in a hurry to get the day going. You know what ? You can be my wingman ANY TIME !

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