Playing T20 in Test cricket..!

By Robert Clements. Dated: 8/13/2018 11:31:53 PM

And with the freedom my imagination gives me, I take a flight to England, where the emigration officer asks, "Purpose of visit?"
"To watch our young lads beat yours on the cricket field!" I say pleasantly. He scowls and waves me in, and as I bask in perfect summer weather, I can't help think it's the ideal setting for an Indian win; peaceful, calm, no chilly English wind, but a cheerful sun, people lazily sipping beer, sportingly lifting their glasses when there's a good stroke or ball bowled from either side.
I wave to Virat who walks over a marked scowl on his otherwise determined face, "What's wrong?" I ask cheerfully, "Everything!" says the Indian captain, "My boys are playing T20 cricket in a Test match!"
"Are you guys always in such a hurry mate?" chuckles an Englishman looking my way, and as I look at the field, I see our boys in blue, trying to smash a four a six, where there is none!
Virat scratches his head and talks to his boys, "Slow down, there's five days play left not just an hour or two! So, block a ball with a defensive stroke, hit a single, leave the dangerous ball alone!"
But with fury and frenzy and wild outbursts of madness, they smash, they thrash, they slice, they cut, into bowler and into fielder's hands!
"Going home so fast?" asks the man at the emigration with a grin, and me with a scowl, finds window seat and looks out as my imaginary aircraft flies back home to India!
"We are cruising at 30,000 feet!" says the smooth voice of the captain, "and at a speed of over six hundred miles per hour!"
"Six hundred!" I shout, as I look out of the window, and see plane wings merrily going past fluffy clouds and a bright smiling sun!
The airhostess she walks from one passenger to another, comfortable, balanced, not thrown around by a plane flying at six hundred per hour.
"There's a fighter jet on your left!" says our pilot, and I watch as a screaming monster roars by and somehow it reminds me of our men in blue.
I look at co-passenger frowning at his laptop, "Close it!" I say gently, "We are not fighter jets burning up fuel, or our cricket team hitting T 20 shots! There's a whole life ahead where you can pace your shots, knowing when to relax and when to hit out!"
He closes his laptop and smiles as outside my window I see a white cloud drifting by, "Just saw a helicopter shot Bob at Lords!" it says, "And it went straight into the wicketkeeper's hands!"
"Slow down!" I hear Virat saying wearily, "We have five whole days!"
"Slow down!" I hear a voice thunder above the clouds, "You have a whole life ahead of you..!"
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