Beta, yesterday I saw the boys near my pudina pot arguing over a goal. One said the ball hit the autorickshaw before crossing, so it is out—the other said no rule written anywhere
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Life's toughest umpiring calls happen at gullies, macha. The rule is whatever half the street decides after five minutes of shouting.