While recently watching the IPL (Indian Premier League) Auction, I was taken back into history by a couple of centuries when Slave Trade was the most flourishing business of the times...
T V Channels were beaming images of baby faced and not so baby faced cricketers with 'SOLD' splashed across their chests and with numbers which had more zeroes than I could recognise.
The lovely looking Preity towed by her beau talked about promotiong the game at grass roots level... bla bla bla bla!!!! I was wondering if she was remotely aware that the finals of one of the oldest domestic tournaments called the Duleep Trophy was being held not so far from where she was....
How I wished that these self proclaimed patriots and promoters of the game at 'grass root level' would stop by to thank or do something for the groundsmen, the curators and the likes who literally are taking care of the game at the grass root levels.
Oh how I wish these big boys and gals of Bollywood and the corporate world would adopt / sponsor one slum or a village in India ........
A sad day for humanity, a sad day for a glorious game called cricket a day when the filthy fangs of commercialism bit the grace and charm out of this game.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
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