Yaar, my wife laughs when I watch the English commentary – she says I’m leaning forward as if I can catch their quiet words on my old tinkering bench radio. But on the Hindi feed, it’s like sitting with enthusiastic uncles at the club, all passion and sudden poetry, while the camera perfectly zooms in on a fielder’s despair when a boundary is hit. For me, that energy is the real match.
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