Wednesday, February 28, 2007
1992 World Cup
WE RULE THE WORLD
The cricket world cup is fast approaching, and will naturally become the centre of my universe for the one month or so it continues (or at least till the day Pakistan is eliminated). So I thought why not build some anticipation by going down memory lane and remembering past world cups, or those that I had the opportunity of seeing (clearly I haven't seen all of them as I am not yet a dinosaur).
So it all started in 1992. I was an eight-year old living in Faisalabad, and remember waking up one morning and finding out that Pakistan was winning the semi-final. The only match I had previously seen was Pakistan being bowled out against England for 70-odd, and remembering I bat better in the lawn outside than this Rameez Raja fucker. Hehe. So I turn the TV on, watch a few big hits via Inzi, then see Moin Khan hit "that" six, and soon Miandad is jumping like a crazy retard, arms up in the air, and a quaint ground on the edge of the world is flooded with Pakistani flags and a couple of thousand really depressed white-boys.
Then comes the final. Imran Khan looks silly wearing a t-shirt to the toss. Some 'cornered tigers' symbolic statement, apparently. We bat. Openers useless. (I guess some things never change.) Imran hits a massive six, bats on and on. Miandad gets out playing reverse sweep (!). And then, wow, two lanky awkward boys make chicken qeema of the English. What massive amounts of fun! Innings closes with Salim Malik being run out in comical fashion.
Aamir Sohail gives Botham and his mother-in-law appropriate invitations to visit the country (get the joke, get the joke!), Mushtaq is a little, adorable genius! Aaqib grabs the catch of his lifetime, and does the coolest possible celebration! Wasim bhai swings one out, and then brings one back in, and the entire nation realizes the day is special! Moin grabs one running, Rameez takes his first skier, Salim Malik proves useful for once and gets a wicked throw in from the ropes, and (in a surprisingly consistent display of fielding prowess) Rameez grabs his second skier. Arms go aloft, heads are bowed, flags flood the MCG, we rule the world!
After the match I went out, got together with about 5-6 friends from the neighborhood, and carried out a few victory laps of the community playground, complete with flags, whistles and frying pans for sound effects. Also donated 100 rupees to Imran Khan's fund when he came to collect donations for his cancer hospital.
:D
The cricket world cup is fast approaching, and will naturally become the centre of my universe for the one month or so it continues (or at least till the day Pakistan is eliminated). So I thought why not build some anticipation by going down memory lane and remembering past world cups, or those that I had the opportunity of seeing (clearly I haven't seen all of them as I am not yet a dinosaur).So it all started in 1992. I was an eight-year old living in Faisalabad, and remember waking up one morning and finding out that Pakistan was winning the semi-final. The only match I had previously seen was Pakistan being bowled out against England for 70-odd, and remembering I bat better in the lawn outside than this Rameez Raja fucker. Hehe. So I turn the TV on, watch a few big hits via Inzi, then see Moin Khan hit "that" six, and soon Miandad is jumping like a crazy retard, arms up in the air, and a quaint ground on the edge of the world is flooded with Pakistani flags and a couple of thousand really depressed white-boys.
Then comes the final. Imran Khan looks silly wearing a t-shirt to the toss. Some 'cornered tigers' symbolic statement, apparently. We bat. Openers useless. (I guess some things never change.) Imran hits a massive six, bats on and on. Miandad gets out playing reverse sweep (!). And then, wow, two lanky awkward boys make chicken qeema of the English. What massive amounts of fun! Innings closes with Salim Malik being run out in comical fashion.
Aamir Sohail gives Botham and his mother-in-law appropriate invitations to visit the country (get the joke, get the joke!), Mushtaq is a little, adorable genius! Aaqib grabs the catch of his lifetime, and does the coolest possible celebration! Wasim bhai swings one out, and then brings one back in, and the entire nation realizes the day is special! Moin grabs one running, Rameez takes his first skier, Salim Malik proves useful for once and gets a wicked throw in from the ropes, and (in a surprisingly consistent display of fielding prowess) Rameez grabs his second skier. Arms go aloft, heads are bowed, flags flood the MCG, we rule the world!
After the match I went out, got together with about 5-6 friends from the neighborhood, and carried out a few victory laps of the community playground, complete with flags, whistles and frying pans for sound effects. Also donated 100 rupees to Imran Khan's fund when he came to collect donations for his cancer hospital.
:D
// posted by Sohaib @ Wednesday, February 28, 2007 
