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Horror Show of Indian Cricket is Back....WHAM!!!!

I believe, despite the popular opinion, that no one in India really watches Cricket. They definitely follow it, I believe. In fact, they are forced to in absence of other popular sports. But that's a topic for another day for if they really care, I wanna tell them that Horror Show of Indian Cricket has just made a triumphant return in Pune. They made a pitch that took considerable turn from day 1. For once, I was happy because Aswin and Jadeja have toiled very hard for their wickets on benign tracks of NZ and England home series and thus they deserved something good for all their back-breaking efforts. All was left to achieve now was TOSS and Kohli lost it. And thus it started. Australia made a great start and made quite respectable 260. India lost it in their first innings. Jadeja bowled his guts out for no rewards. Reason: he was bowling a classic spinner's length and that's why despite beating Aussie batsmen's edges umpteen times, he only had 5 wickets to show in two innings. He needed to be fuller, just like O' Keefe. And look at O'Keefe's achievements. 11 wickets already ripped. The most glaring mistakes which Indian batsmen made was playing the bowlers' trajectory and for turn and thus missing the balls completely that came straighter and with an angle. Now this was a mistake Australians repeatedly made in Sri Lanka but they are now showing that lessons have been learnt from that Horror trip. So, what's going to be India's call after this test match. 1-0 down. If they make a benign track, their batsmen might do the job but what of the bowlers? Aussies aren't going to give their wickets away just like this test match. So can we see only drawn games from hereon? India will still remain the firm favorites for winning this series but they would have to check their bag of tricks for some new ones......So until the good times are back, let's part ways with nothing else but hope.....

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