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Why It Is a Right of Indian Cricket Fan to Watch International Cricket Matches Taking Place in New Zealand....

Cricket is all we like to see, feed and munch on during our day-to-day lives. And if that cricket is happening in a picturesque country such as New Zealand, we feel almost cheated and absolutely gutted to miss out on it. But this is what has been happening to us die-hard cricket fans in India for last three years starting well before the 2015 World Cup. Earlier we saw it as a one-time occurrence, even a technical glitch from a designated broadcaster for a particular series but then it became a trend and now no Indian broadcaster gives a damn about what's happening in NZ home summer. They definitely think of Australia as it's a bigger market for TV audience in India and worldwide but NZ for me at least is no average Joe and when you think of them one of only 10 full member nations to play cricket in world, no broadcasting for their home matches in a country as lucrative a market and as praiseworthy of good cricket and entertainment as India is SIN. I have started to hate this notion and now, that's a start. If all these almighty sports channels with huge resources and deep pockets cannot do it (and they can certainly telecast innumerable Kabaddi, Kushti and Badminton matches, not to forget the run of endless highlights of cricket matches already watched), then who else is going to come forward?

Here I have started a petition on change.org (https://www.change.org/p/star-sports-need-for-broadcasting-of-new-zealand-home-test-one-day-t-20-matches-in-india?recruiter=8039738&utm_source=share_petition&utm_medium=facebook&utm_campaign=share_for_starters_page&utm_term=des-lg-action_alert_sign-no_msg). I would like all of you to check it and sign it and then if possible, share it among your social circles so those who share the same sentiments help this cause.

Thank You!!!!

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