I am dying my hair (or whatever's left of it) a dark shade of purplish blue. Somehow, it seems to be the only way that the Indians have a sure-shot chance of beating Ireland when they face off on Sunday.
Not that I do not have faith in Munaf's fielding, Chawla's bowling at the death or Sehwag's rather sensitive rib. But taking chances in a tournament as big as this can be a death blow. The last time I ignored my gut feeling and refused to dig into that plate of fish curry, India lost to Bangladesh and carved themeselves out of the Cup. This time I am taking every swig of that Irish crĂ¨me that my salary (and boss) allows me. Afterall, its all for the game.
So when I read this piece on 300 Irish supporters who dyed their hair pink, it came as a sudden revelation. Maybe purple can help Sehwag's bruise and help him slam another century. Perhaps red can help Gambhir show some agression and make him convert his half-tons to three digits. Maybe white can help Sreesanth realise every batsman is not a potential threat to his life and make him bowl more like a bowler than the screaming general surrounded by enemies. And perhaps if I shave my hair and show some skin, Yuvi may just stage a revitalâ€¦oh revival.. of his former days of glory. Not sure if skin alone would inspire him to play well though (note to myself: ask Kim). But yes, I will do it for my team if 300 Irishmen can do it for theirs.
That the Barmy army was not present in full force(a UK website said Ashes had exhausted their coffers) did not auger well for Strauss's men either. But according to permutation and combination, if India drew England and England lost to Ireland despite both matches having plus 300 scores, Dhoni will have more than just UDRS, ICC and that Richardson bloke on his mind at a venue which now seems to have seen it all. Any by the way, that's the Chinnaswamy stadium for all those who know more about Old Trafford, Stanford Bridge, Anfield and Emirates than our very own Kotlas, Edens and Chepauks.