Last night’s match, with the sound all the way up, felt like my own commentary box—just me, the heater sputtering, and that one English reporter chasing a streaker like it was the breaking news of the century. My daughter, half-asleep, muttered “Papa, the Hindi uncles are still discussing the dropped catch,” and I realised they were showing entirely different replays. It’s a different game depending on whose noise you choose to keep.
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