“If hockey is our national sport, then cricket is our national religion”.
Very true. Now, I may get criticized for saying this but I think cricket is the Great Indian Disease.
We should have vaccinations against it when we’re born, and a couple of boosters over the years, and voila … Immunized for life!
I am not saying there’s anything wrong with the sport.
I am yet to meet someone who doesn’t get excited every time India scores big or takes a wicket.
I do get out of my chair and jump crazily when we win a match.
It is a contagious disease after all. And if you were born in India, are 1/23rd Indian, or even lived in India for a year, you’re a victim.
You can’t help looking out the window, watching kids play gully cricket, or even join them for an over or two.
The Great Indian Cricket Fever
So here I bring you, the symptoms of the Great Indian Cricket Fever:
- If you’ve ever feigned sickness to stay home and watch an Indo-Pak match or the world cup finals, you’ve been infected. And the charade probably fell through the moment India got the first wicket and you jumped out of the chair in excitement.
- If you’ve ever tuned into the commentary in the middle of an event, be it an office party, a wedding, or a fancy dinner. If you couldn’t resist tuning into the commentary on the radio, or checking crickindia.in on your smartphones, you my friend, are a happy victim of Cricket Fever. (And no, crickindia hasn’t paid me to advertise here)
- If you’ve been afraid to move during a match because you’re afraid that India might lose a wicket. So many times my grandfather tells me not to move because the last time someone moved a muscle, India lost a wicket!
- You actually do get sick when India loses an important match (usually to Pakistan).
- You’ve painted your face with Indian Flag colors on the day of “Important” matches. I’ve done that. Guilty!
- If you’ve ever had the urge to fling keechad at Cricketers’ hoardings after they lost a match or played badly, you’ve got the fever BAD! You need severe detox!
- If your entire family (including all mamas, chachas, taujis, and all their gharwaalas … basically your entire khandan and your neighbors) gather around one TV set watching the match, chewing their nails while binging on homemade Aloo Puri and Halwa, then you’re not even a victim or just a normal Indian with a greater-than-God love for Cricket.