So There I am playing cricket. Its not that Im a great player of the sport. Know the rules, can toss the ball, can make a connection between the bat and the ball, can score off the pitch by keeping the score ;).
So the general waterboys waterboy is given his chance to prove his worth the batsman hits the ball... the fielder (the umpteenth man)... looks at the ball... the night lights shine in... the determined gaze still fixed on the ball..... lots of time... but he still places himself under the ball... but very soon the poor guy realises the balls a bit to the right .... actually a lot to the right .... I need to dive ..... the balls closing on me .... I Have to dive ... Stretch my hand to get the ball.....WHAM .....
The wall besides my bed takes an impact. With pain in my knuckles the umpteenth man realises... even in his dreams he just lost his chance.
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The other day my mom found a piece of paper from the yonder years... A time when we didn't have blogs...a time when a wall meant that......
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