Now, on to issues of importance. Rameez Raja is one amongst those folks who are plain lucky yours truly is NOT the President of India. If I were, I'd authorize the full-scale nuking of Mr. Raja, no-first-use policy be damned, for the trauma he inflicts on millions of Indians between 8pm and midnight IST.
Then again, as Truman says in Armageddon, "why waste a perfectly good bomb?"
The reason one would want to waste a nuclear warhead is because the aforementioned individual, who gives us a taste of his
@bulletzer on twitter is one of those folks who deserves an award simply for accumulating clumsy commentary on the IPL. While Shastri's tracer-bullet kicked things off, I would be surprised to see Rameez Raja not miss the award. In fact, if there was an all-time list, he would figure right up there. Sure, you *can* call Ms. Bedi silly too, but Ms. Bedi didn't play Test cricket for her country - and she's got a better face, tan and pair of legs in that order - so I'm tempted to be biased.
I'm personally lost on what we can do to rid ourselves of the silly Rameez Raja commentary. It doesn't help that the IPL is sadly becoming boring. Unsure why, but it seems to have dragged on far too long and I can't wait for the semis to begin, or for monkey-business, the slaps, and the sorts. The quality of the batting and bowling has been good, but all-round cricket, with all those drop catches, has been average. The real entertainment that I've extracted from this IPL include the Fake IPL player, the Zoozoo ads, and the Hound of IPLville who streaked on the turf on Day 1.
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