Our annual date with cricket took us to the happening Chinnaswamy stadium in Bangalore. The prospects of a full 20 overs game seemed dull as it has been pouring down incessantly over the last few days. We still braved our weather Gods and were presented with a humdinger of a match- a last over thriller.
I’ve seen cricket matches at the Eden Gardens which is known all over the world for its electrifying atmosphere. But boss, for an IPL game, nothing beats the party feel and the western fast beats of M. Chinnaswamy stadium. You got to be in Bangalore. In Kolkata, I remember being bored down to the tunes from a Saarugaan movie. Dei, Kuch Kuch Hota Hei and Kal Ho Na Ho songs in a cricket match is as ridiculous as a Lays’ packet.
Coming to Bangalore, our Kingfisher dude has patented the real way to party. You could see that with the quality of sound systems, the DJ, the selection of songs and the choice of colour. Jeez, doesn’t the Royal Red look so grand and attractive. In fact, the sea of red in Bangalore is one of the sights of IPL.
To those of you who doubt the very existence of God, screw you. AB Devilliers stood just 10-15 m away from us and waved at our ABD- ABD chants. Just imagine this. Playing for a team in India, captained by India’s best player and yet, to end up as the most loved, most respected and most chanted player in the stadium is SOMETHING. Devilliers Darshan is going to stay with us forever.