Tuesday, March 22, 2011

The Good, The Bad and The Googly

The world cup's here blah blah. Having been indifferent to cricket for most of my life, I'm barely tolerating the hype and hoopla that surrounds it. Every match of India has a countdown. Then there is the pre-analysis and post-analysis around matches. Did I spy a vuvuzela-ish instrument being blasted by sadists in the crowd? Yikes! And if that wasn't enough, the incredibly barf-worthy zoo-zoos are back.  
The only smiley in this web of  'for cryin' out loud's is that I have risen from dormancy and remembered I have an outlet, a vent so to speak. This. 


I don't have anything against the game per se. But if you talk about something all the time, on tv, in the papers; you're building it up so much that the already bored listener/viewer/reader, me, is going to think, "Um, this can't possibly be so gosh darn fabulous. I think I'll read my book now."  So I caught a few minutes of the game on Sunday while I was waiting for a friend. The most interesting thing for me was the Hindi commentary. Hilarious.


I still maintain that sport for sport's sake is an excellent indulgence. Isn't the IPL starting in April? *gnashes teeth*


I always turn to the sports section first.  The sports page records people's accomplishments; the front page has nothing but man's failures.  -Earl Warren