The old Ambassador's meter's been stuck for years, but when I see SRH openers hit sixes in the powerplay, I remember the way the town clock at Raniganj chimes — fast, steady, then suddenly it's over before you can count. Yaar, these boys don't need a dashboard to know the rate; they just feel the road and let go. Bhalo laglo watching them, even if my daughter says I should learn to read a proper scorecard instead of the radio's crackle.
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