Friday, September 25, 2009

When Imran rolled us over

Circa 1982. I was still a good Hindu, hadn't converted to cricket yet. But I vividly remember Imran Khan cleaning out India in under four days. It was mesmerising to watch him operate -- all pace, hostility and flying locks. We were tethered goats at the feast but you couldn't help but admire the butcher.
I remember listening in on the elders gloomily dissect the game after we had been buried in the Karachi turf. Predictably, they moaned the spineless Indian batting and the toothless Indian bowling and how we made Imran look better than he was. But you could tell if they had a chance they would claim him to be their own. Damn that partition.

3 comments:

Jairaj said...
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Jairaj said...

"We were tethered goats at the feast but you couldn't help but admire the butcher."

I LOVE IT! and as another ramadan passes, we witness the slaughter anew!

"Damn that partition"

anil said...

never would have chased down 320-odd, would we now.