Showing posts with label Cricket. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cricket. Show all posts

Saturday, January 05, 2008

A day at the SCG.

Ah, that beautiful green grandstand...


and those unmistakable light towers...


the crowd sang "One Little Master... there's only One Little Master" to the tune of Guantanamera!

the TV screen replays every ball...


security keeping an eye open for hooligans, drunks and racists alike...

the crowd in Bay 5 enjoying a Tendulkar masterpiece...


Binga on the backward square fence, being taunted on account of being slower than Tait!


You little beauty!!! Paisa vasool...

And finally, a video of the teams getting back on the ground after tea. Phenomenal atmosphere!



Monday, August 27, 2007

I still haven't found what I'm looking for...

... which is access to live cricket on the tube!

My first week in Sydney I was all excited cause India, with some help from the rain and the toss gods, appeared to hold the upper hand in their away series in England. So I headed off after work to catch the first hour or two at the local pub in Milson's Point. I got there and politely informed the waitress that I'd like to watch Fox 2... the channel that was broadcasting the game live. Now, it was very apparent to me that there was also a big footy game on. The waitress of course, chose to close her eyes to this and went ahead and changed the channel on the big TV. And then, she slid away. Leaving me shuffling about, facing up to these 6-8 aussies. Now these guys were BIG friggin' blokes, alright? So when they turned around growling something about "fucking cricket", I pretty much peed my pants right then and there. Thankfully, she came back in, argued with them for the sake of arguing and turned it to whatever channel the footy was on. Oh, I wasn't completely ignored. She turned the small TV to Fox 2. But really, after coming within 2 minutes of being beaten to death, a cricket victory (even an Indian overseas one) loses its significance.

So the point is... I need to find a way to watch the cricket from the safety of my own (or someone's else's) home! Cricinfo won't see internet coverage in australia, so if you know of any dubious sites or generous friends in Sydney... for my life's sake - HEYELP!!!

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Get a grip on yourself, Dylan..

I thought I'd post about this before the high I'm on wears away. No, it's not that I've had 7 drinks (random German beer, Long Island Iced Tea, JD, JD double, JD, JD - in case you were wondering) in one night - that was Tuesday at the Flying Saucer, where we successfully defended our Trivia title. The thing is... I just watched the first cricket in 9 months; no matter that I had to wake up at 4 AM and take a half day off!!! Oh, Elation! The fact that we lost is trivial. It only makes Sunday's match against the Aussies more lip-smacking than ever. And, like the Crafty Leftie said "well lost!".

I was back to screaming and slapping the table and making weird high-pitched noises that constantly remind me why I shouldn't watch cricket with company. Seriously, I embarass myself, man. I have a throbbing vein in my left temple with all the excitement. But if I die now, let this blog bear witness that I went away happy.