Friday, March 18, 2005

The Madness of March!

Friday, March 18, 2005
2:43 AM CST

You know, I’ve often wondered why we actually call it March Madness. What is so mad about March? I’ll tell you what it is. It is to expect the unexpected. We have already witnessed a 12 seed beating a 5 seed (like we didn’t see that one coming). We saw Wake Forest and Illinois getting first round scares and of course we witnessed thousands of brackets going to hell on the first day itself (including mine). I actually have a theory about this. I have realized that I should never bet on sports. I am simply horrible at picking the winners. I always come out saying that this year I will base my picks on pure stats and hard facts. Oh yeah! Out comes the bracket and out go all my resolutions. For some weird reason, my “gut instinct” takes over! I’m actually fairly sure I don’t have any gut instinct. If I do, then I have a nearly 100% success rate at picking the losers. I kid you not. This doesn’t only apply to the NCAA tournament. No no, I am not one to favor one sport over the other. I’m generally horrible about all my picks.

Take the Super Bowl for example. For the past five years, I have successfully managed to support the team that ended up losing. Of course, this might have something to with the fact that I hate the Patriots and would rather get my colon inspected by a 6’5” German before I support the Patriots. I really don’t know what it is. Maybe it’s a lack of super stars on the team, or that bored look on Belichek’s face that always seems to convey that he just got out of bed and would rather be roaming about his house in his PJ’s scratching his ass than be coaching a world champion football team. Anyways, that is not the point.

The point of course is that the season of Madness is upon us and I have successfully managed to eliminate half my bracket on day one. Love me or hate me, you gotta admit… that kinda work needs talent. So in the future, before placing your Super Bowl bets, or for that matter any bets of any kind on any sport, please come and consult me first. Then promptly go and bet the house on the team I DIDN’T pick. You just can’t go wrong.

That’s it for now people. Enjoy this mad season while it lasts. It’ll be gone before you know it and then all we’ll have to talk about is the steroids scandal in baseball. It will get really boring really fast and there will be a few people like me who will go into depression. So take care, have a few beers and let the mad times roll!

Cheers!

The 10,000 Club!

Wednesday, March 16, 2005
12:20 PM CST

The stage was set. The second test match between India and Pakistan at Eden Gardens. India won the toss and elected to bat. After a steady start provided by the openers, with the score at 2-156, in walked the little master. The man all of India had been awaiting. He started off shakily. Nudging at balls and content to defend. Then there was the glorious shot through the covers for 4. He was on his way. When he got to 25, the crowd rose, anticipating the historic event they were about to witness. The genius was getting a little nervous. After defending balls pitched outside the off stump, he was left on 25 till tea. The milestone would have to wait for a few more minutes. A single early in the post tea session took him to 26. Now the pressure was really on. An entire nation waited with abated breadths. Sitting here in my apartment in Dallas, I could hardly contain myself. Then with the flick of his wrists, he sent the ball down to square leg for that last single. He was now on 27. He raised his bat in acknowledgement to the crowd. He looked towards the heavens and a nation cheered. Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar had just become the newest member of this very elite club. He had just scored 10,000 runs in test cricket.

To me, Sachin has always been the epitome of cricket. From the 16 year old boy who faced the fury of Imran Khan and the Pakistani’s in 1989, to the man who has carried India on his shoulders for the last decade. Tendulkar’s brilliance has been such that it has made men stare at him with awe. Even the great Sir Don Bradman saw in Tendulkar visions oh his own glory days. Such is the aura of this man. Yesterday he achieved an historic milestone. In the days to come, we will see many more. When all is said and done, Tendulkar will walk into the sunset as one of the greatest to have ever played this game.

Thank you for the moments Sachin, and for the memories. It has been a privilege.

Ah, the pleasure and pain of Test Match Cricket

Friday, March 11, 2005
12:51 PM CST

As any cricket lover would know, India and Pakistan are currently engaged in an enthralling test match at Mohali. Days 2 and 3 showed us the supreme batting form of the Indian team and relatively weak bowling of the Pakistani side. Man they must be missing Shoib Akhtar right about now.

Anyways, the point of this article is not to diss the pedestrian Pakistani bowling attack but to talk about the pain I felt when I saw Sachin Tendulkar get out for 94, just 6 runs short of the world record. The world record of 34 test centuries was set by Sunil Gavaskar in 1983 and since then stood the test of time. Now, Sachin is on the verge of crossing it. I sat up all night waiting for him to reach that record. At around 5 in the morning, he was on 94, I was extremely sleepy but still holding on for dear life to witness a historic event in test cricket. Alas, it was not to be. I will not go into details about how Sachin’s dismissal came about. I have tried hard to free myself of that memory.

To me, Sachin is GOD, I have worshipped him for as long as I can remember. Let me jog your memory to last year, when India was touring Pakistan. In the first test, India were cruising along thanks to an unbelievable 300 plus knock by Sehwag. However, Dravid declared the Indian innings when Sachin was on 194 not out. I was so depressed that day. In fact, I wrote an article about it at the time. I am posting that up here. This should give you a good idea about why this incident pained me so much. Enjoy.

“There is no doubt in my mind that when Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar plays his last Test Match, I will be in the stands, cheering and clapping while feeling a void grow inside me. To know that I will never see this great Batsman ever take the field again, to know that I will never witness such masterful stroke play ever in my lifetime will surely humble me. And when Sachin finally leaves the field for the last time, I will cry and yet will feel fortunate… to have had the honor of living through an era in which one man dominated the most feared bowling attacks of the world and forever made his place in everyone’s heart.

This is how much Sachin does and will always mean to me. He has defined a period of Indian Cricket which has otherwise been rampant with inconsistent cricket at best, marred with match fixing allegations and players who often put their needs before the teams. Through all this, we always had Sachin to rely on. He was often on our minds and always in our hearts. He has dedicated his entire life to Indian Cricket. Always putting in his best, trying even harder when everyone else around him gave up hope. He was for a long time the lone star of Indian Cricket. His selflessness on and off the field have made him the great human being he is today.

So when he is on the verge of scoring his first double century against arch rivals Pakistan in Pakistan, it only makes sense to show him the respect he deserves. To realize that he may never have this opportunity again and to know how much this means to him. Don’t get me wrong. I completely support the notion of the team’s interest before an individual’s. However, there are certain times when a captain must think with his heart and not his mind. If only Dravid had done that, he would have known what the right thing to do was. This was India’s way of saying thank you to a man who has given them his everything. It was a way of acknowledging what Tendulkar means to India, not only as a cricketer but a person.

However, this was not to be. The end result was that Sachin was left stranded on 194 not out with India comfortably winning the match in just over 4 days. In retrospect, would giving Sachin 10 more minutes to bat have affected the final outcome of the game? Was it too much to ask from an Indian captain to show respect to one of the best to ever play the game? Didn’t think so…”

Cheers!

Are you Friggin kidding me??????????

Tuesday, March 8, 2005
10:19 PM CST

Hi guys! Firstly, let me start of by apologizing for not updating the blog for a few days. I spent the weekend in Austin which as usual was awesome! Just got back to Dallas last night and have been too lazy since then.

Anyways, today my buddy Ron and I were talking. Actually, his name isn’t Ron. Its actually Raghav… just thought I would give him a cool nick name like Ron. Come to think of it, I don’t really know why Ron is a cool nick name to begin with. The only other Ron I know is the porn star Ron Jeremy, and my buddy isn’t even hung like him… wait a second, I don’t know that... no no wait… I DON’T WANT TO KNOW THAT! Anyways, really don’t like the way this chain of thought is going… shaking it off right now. So as I was saying, we were talking about supporting winners… you know, supporting teams that win. We finally came to the conclusion that we have never ever supported the team that has ever won anything BIG! I’m not talking about supporting the Patriots in the Super Bowl just cause you cant stand Philly. I’m talking about supporting in a way that makes you wanna scream out loud and flash your tits to everyone in sight when your team wins. Being originally from India, “Ron” and I have always been die hard Indian cricket supporters. The only problem is that India hasn’t won the World Cup since 1983. We were less than a year old at the time. Since then, sure we’ve had a few great victories here and there but there is nothing like winning the big one. Even here, Texas or GaTech hasn’t won anything of significance for a while. The only highlights being Gatech’s run to the Finals of the NCAA basketball tournament last year and Texas winning the Rose Bowl this year. But that still doesn’t compare to winning the big one?

I wonder how it feels to be a Yankees fan… or for that matter a Patriots fan (man I hate them). How does it feel to be on top of the world, to know that your team is the best team in the world… possibly even the world? Ah, what I would give to be a Yankee fan just for a day. To be arrogant and snobbish and to look down on everyone knowing that you’re better than them. Wait a minute, I already am like that… only for different reasons.

Anyways, it just got me really depressed. I couldn’t believe myself. I was found myself sympathizing with those Bo Sox fans. Yes, THE BO SOX fans. I know how you guys felt, and I feel for you. But in the world of sport, there is always hope If not hope then at least the slight glimmer of hope that your team will acquire a super star who will lead you to the promised land… the grand daddy of them all.

Here’s to all you miserable people… have a few beers… watch a few games and your worries will just float away into the night!

Peace!

I'm a new man!

Thursday, March 3, 2005
11:50 AM CST

Hey people. As hard as it is to believe, a lot has happened since the last time I updated this blog. When I say a lot, I actually mean that I went to sleep, woke up, had coffee and have done pretty much nothing else of any consequence since then. However, I did decide to start exercising today. To that end, I went for a 30 minute jog around the block. Man does that feel good!

I of course followed that up with watching 2 episodes of Monk and Two and a Half Men. Gotta say, I love both those shows. However, it can be very annoying when you’re watching Monk and you solve the mystery about 10 minutes into the show. You then have to watch the rest of the show just to find out if you were right. Also, you know that kid from Two and a Half Men, I think he’s absolutely hilarious. Definitely has a future in Hollywood. I can already see Chris Farley similarities in him. Great kid.

Anyways, I haven’t had time to go over the sports pages yet today, but I will be sure to update this blog when I do. Till then, ya’ll have a great day.

Adios!

Welcome!

Thursday, March 3, 2005
12:53 AM CST

Hi Guys! Welcome to my blog. I have been meaning to get this blog underway for quite a while now. I originally got the idea to start my own blog from the legendary Bill Simmons. For those of you unfortunate souls who haven’t heard of him, let me tell you right now that he is the most talented, hilarious and gifted writer I have ever come across. He is a Page 2 columnist for ESPN.com. Here’s a link to his website, go knock yourselves out: http://sports.espn.go.com/espn/page2/simmons/index.

Anyways, just thought I would get the thank you ‘s out of the way right at the beginning. Now getting back to me and the reason I’m starting this blog. Well, I should tell you guys that I recently moved from Austin to Dallas. Those of you with any knowledge of the south will know that Austin is a kick ass party place and Dallas is like sitting through a special 4 hour episode of The Bachelor… with your ex-girlfriend and her mom! Yeah, so I pretty much bored out of my mind here and figured the least I could do is share some of my misery with you. At the same time, if I can get my own web space to bitch and rant about everything that is wrong with college football and why I think that (contrary to popular opinion) Aaron Rodgers will be the second coming of Ryan Leaf in tights, I don’t see any harm in that either.

That’s it for now people. Keep logging on for frequent updates to this blog. Hope you find this journey as mind numbing an experience as I do.

Ciao!