Here, the talk is of Babar’s captaincy. But for me, cricket is that old transistor radio in my shop, *aata* playing a 1992 World Cup match. My neighbour, a painter, would come just to listen, arguing with the static as if Miandad could hear him. Some days, your team is that radio—full of cracks, but the song still comes through.
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