My man Ashish Nehra is back.
I don’t know where he has been, but a journey travelled is a life experienced, or whatever.
In 2003 I thought he was Donald Sutherland in the Dirty Dozen, sure he didn’t really do a lot, but what he did was extremely effective.
Before the world cup final he was the only Indian bowler I was worried about, Srinath was older than bread, and Khan was erratic.
Then he was gone, and I missed him, I even lamented his absence here.
Now he is back, slightly thicker, more facial hair and a slightly busier than I remember.
He is only in the IPL, but that’s something I guess.
Plus he took a wicket that is doubly something.
Watching him play you can see how desperate he is too succeed.
When a catch was almost taken off his bowling, he was like a starving man, in the desert, probably thirsty, who then saw Natalie Portman holding a toasted ham and cheese sandwich whilst pouring beer on herself.
That sort of desperation is very rarely seen outside of reality tv shows.
nehra and munaf – contenders that never were. not pretty enough for indian cricket? not smart enough?
Nehra always seemed to me like a Darwin Award just waiting to happen. Remember that game where he was trying so hard to run someone out that he dove onto the stumps and ended up splitting the webbing between his bowling fingers?He didn’t get the run-out.