Dear Yuvraj,
I am not an ardent cricket fan. I know this is a flaw in me in a country which lives and breathes cricket at any time when the Boys in Blue are on the field. But whatever little smattering of cricket I did end up watching on TV was usually to see either Sachin or you at bat walloping the ball all over the grounds as if you were getting rid of a pesky fly.
On Sunday, a day I usually spend with my kids, I decided to watch the final T20 match between India and Sri Lanka in the hope of seeing that Yuvraj Singh of yore who in 2007 had punished Stuart Broad with six sixes after some adverse comments from Andrew Flintoff.
I understand that your recent illness may have taken the edge off the honed sword of the battle-hardened willow wielder that you were once known to be.
On Sunday, I came away disillusioned and disappointed. Where was that man who had on numerous occasions single-handedly demolished the opposition and led Team India to victory. I was looking forward to a blitzkrieg from you, but instead all I got was a slow-paced batting at a time when you were required to charge and wrest the reins of the battle from the Sri Lankans and show them the might of Yuvi.
True, it was you who won India the 2011 world cup - a victory which was dedicated to Sachin Tendulkar. True, it was you who was the Man of the Tournament.
Maybe, just maybe, you had a bad day yesterday. And maybe, just maybe, it might be time for you to call it a day and let the younger blood taste the meat for a change.
To quote Lord Alfred Tennyson in Ulysses:
"Though much is taken, much abides; and though,
We are not now that strength which in old days,
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will,
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
In the end, all I would like to say is that I apologise for the way your supporters and fans behaved and pelted stones at your house in Chandigarh. There was no call for that. After all, cricket is the Gentleman's Game and in such a game, one side has to win and the other obviously has to lose.
True, Sunday's outing was a bad one, and I hope there will be days when the bat in Yuvraj Singh's hands shall once again set ablaze the field to demolish the opponents.
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I am not an ardent cricket fan. I know this is a flaw in me in a country which lives and breathes cricket at any time when the Boys in Blue are on the field. But whatever little smattering of cricket I did end up watching on TV was usually to see either Sachin or you at bat walloping the ball all over the grounds as if you were getting rid of a pesky fly.
On Sunday, a day I usually spend with my kids, I decided to watch the final T20 match between India and Sri Lanka in the hope of seeing that Yuvraj Singh of yore who in 2007 had punished Stuart Broad with six sixes after some adverse comments from Andrew Flintoff.
I understand that your recent illness may have taken the edge off the honed sword of the battle-hardened willow wielder that you were once known to be.
On Sunday, I came away disillusioned and disappointed. Where was that man who had on numerous occasions single-handedly demolished the opposition and led Team India to victory. I was looking forward to a blitzkrieg from you, but instead all I got was a slow-paced batting at a time when you were required to charge and wrest the reins of the battle from the Sri Lankans and show them the might of Yuvi.
True, it was you who won India the 2011 world cup - a victory which was dedicated to Sachin Tendulkar. True, it was you who was the Man of the Tournament.
Maybe, just maybe, you had a bad day yesterday. And maybe, just maybe, it might be time for you to call it a day and let the younger blood taste the meat for a change.
To quote Lord Alfred Tennyson in Ulysses:
"Though much is taken, much abides; and though,
We are not now that strength which in old days,
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,,
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will,
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
In the end, all I would like to say is that I apologise for the way your supporters and fans behaved and pelted stones at your house in Chandigarh. There was no call for that. After all, cricket is the Gentleman's Game and in such a game, one side has to win and the other obviously has to lose.
True, Sunday's outing was a bad one, and I hope there will be days when the bat in Yuvraj Singh's hands shall once again set ablaze the field to demolish the opponents.
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