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india Wined Twenty20 World Cup final
twenty 20 cricket, twenty20 cricket, twenty 20 cup, twenty20 cup
Shayari On Cricket
Aasma ko dharti pe lane wala chahiye…,
jhukti hai duniya jhukane wala chahiye…,
Aasma ko dharti pe lane wala chahiye…,
jhukti hai duniya jhukane wala chahiye…,
Arey koi samjhao, India ko……,
cricket match mein jitane wala chahiye !!!
Indian cricket team mein dekho toe sab kaayar
Submitted By ToSi From Peshawar ( 03147077007 ) |
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“ Harbhajan starts raising his bat on 33 runs.
Dravid: What happened, its not 50 or 100!
Harbhajan: Yes, but the students understand the importance of scoring 33. ”
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An American Says: Our dogs are so well trained that they can detect bombs planted any where.
A Japnese says: Our fish can play football.
A Canadian says: Our Dolphins can carry humans and swim.
The Indian says: Yeh to kuch bhi nahi hai.......
Hamare to GADHE bhi CRICKET WORLD CUP khelte hain......!!
Taken from an Indian website (rediff.com) by one of their irate fans after their early exit from the WC!
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What sort of coach
(1) The eager young batsman had just scored yet another duck and was apologising to the captain.
'I think I could do with some advice. What sort of coach would you recommend?'
'A long distance one.'
(2)
I need four runs
The batsman said to the bowler, 'Give me an easy one, will you? I bet a fellow in the crowd five pounds that I'd score four runs.'
The bowler did so and the batsman hit it to the boundary. Straight away, he walked for the pavilion.
'You're not out,' said the bowler, 'Where are you going?'
The batsman yelled back: 'I'm going to find the chap who bet me!'
(3)
Your house is on fire
During the match, the batsman heard a cry from the crowd 'Smith! Smith! Your house is on fire!'
He dropped his bat and ran off the field, through the crowd and into the road. Breathlessly, he pounded along and then stopped.
'Why am I running?' he said. 'My name's not Smith!'
(4)
Hit on the head
The fast bowler hit the batsman on the head and the batsman danced around in agony, clutching his foot. The opposing captain ran up to help and then said, 'Wait a minute. You were hit on the head. Why are you holding your foot?'
'My corn's giving me hell!' moaned the batsman.
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Wonderful shot
The nervous batsman had scored a shaky two and was met at the pavilion steps by the captain, who enthused: 'That was a wonderful shot!'
'Which one?'.
'The one where you hit the ball!'
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Woman batter
The despairing umpire was trying to control a ladies' cricket match. Preparing to give a guard to the opening bat, he asked, 'What would you like?' :
'I'll have two legs . . . by the way, that sight screen is filthy and is my hair OK?'
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Would you believe this incredible pair,
a captain's dream, batsmen's nightmare,
swing and pace, that incredible mix,
in and out, and the one that kicks,
meet the kings - they have it all.
alas and despair, the thomases doubt,
noises are heard, allegations sprout,
do they tamper? is that their call?
What's the secret, of the swing reverse?
abounding arguments, mostly perverse.
quietly they continue, casting spells
actions speak, and the talent tells,
reality strikes - the theories fall.
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Poem: Shastri - Vishal Misra
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"Shastri"
by Vishal Misra
One could never wish, a sorrier fate,
for a foe or friend, enemy or mate,
spoken of, with extreme distaste,
he's the man, you love to hate.
Shastri - the man and the image.
Erased are memories, of glory days,
of sixes hit, of winning ways,
time it was, he was the best around,
justly so, was the champion crowned.
Shastri - the world was his stage.
Slowly but, things turned around,
losses stared - a scapegoat was found,
selfish and arrogant, he was claimed,
for all evils, only one was named.
Shastri - the hunted and the caged.
Picking up the pieces, he resumed the fight,
the stars were away, but he showed their might,
leading from the front, the hungry pack,
to its rightful home, he got Ranji back.
Shastri - the coming of age.
Submitted By ToSi From Peshawar ( 03147077007 ) |
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