Now it’s Pakistan’s turn.
Let’s start at the beginning though. Woke up at 4:30 am. Put on my official Indian jersey (the one they had before they changed it recently). Found out that India had won the toss and was batting. Before going to bed, I had tweeted that if India had lost the toss and was fielding, would go back to sleep (Between ourselves, I would not have of course). So this was good.
Then I looked at the team rosters. Akthar was not playing. A slight pang of regret because 1) I kind of admire his dogged passion and his aggressiveness and 2) I enjoy watching his crestfallen expression once he is carted around.
And then I looked at the Indian squad. What? No Ashwin?
An India-Pakistan cricket game is just a game.
Sometimes, just sometimes, a weakness can come out to be a strength. And that’s when victories are made.