Every dog has its day!

Today was one of those usual days when I was left grappling for words and there was simply so much incoherence in my communcation. Rarely nowadays do I have a day when I am my usual self- verbally articulate. It is an anamoly that might be afflicting quite a few. A cricketer missing his hand-eye coordination is completely screwed. A person missing the heart and soul coordination is similarly screwed.
Talking of cricket, it was a great day 2 for India at Perth test match on WACA stadium.
The crowd enjoyed real cricket bereft of any unsportsmanship antic. Aussies were skittled to a paltry score of 212 in reply to the India's first innings total of 330. Symonds was again threatening to be India's nemesis but fell short of that just in time. Gilly was also intimidating the Indian pace attack. He too did not last that long. In the end, the bowlers were able to mop up the tails.
This test will almost surely have a result if the rain gods do not intervene. However, the paradox is that in the attempt to play true cricket, the mighty aussies have crumbled, which brings forth the question if cricket is not just a mind game. Can true cricket be played without employing the mind game, so as to enjoy it in toto. Certainly sensationalism or sensitizing adds a wee bit of spice to everything. But the question is how far is too far?
All said and done, aussies deserve kudos for behaving with such restraint and even if they lose the match, they will win so many hearts. The Indians have been doing that for so many years.