Ah, my dear, such loud shouting about chasing and winning... but my old eyes have watched from the Marine Drive promenade for fifty years. In Mumbai, we defend a total with passion, building pressure like the monsoon clouds... it is the art of patience that wins the night. Why? Because every Saturday, I saw my boys lose their heads chasing under those bright lights, while the steady spinners of our 'khadoos' Mumbai school always defended 140 like it was 280.
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