It’s over. Patriotic Indians have to watch the Twenty20 World Cup no longer — our boys are coming home. Thank God for that. After the IPL party, the World Cup has been a hangover (hiccup) we want to shake off, that too pronto.
After losses to Australia and the West Indies, TV news was shrill with denunciations of the players, saying they suffered from cricket fatigue. But what of viewer fatigue? Put it down to poor timing: we had been through 60 Twenty20 matches barely a week before the World Cup began. And admit it: IPL was one gorgeous, over the top, one-stop all-purpose entertainment extravaganza. In comparison, the Twenty20 World Cup is just about cricket, some very good cricket, but without the festive atmosphere of the IPL, nevertheless. Listen to the commentators: they’re so sober you’d think they’re discussing the British election results! Perhaps IPL has spoilt the Twenty20 game forever: we can’t watch a 40-over match now without the glamour, the gloss and the floss. Pity.
Onto other contests. This question is completely irrelevant but it still deserves an answer: why is Vindu Dara Singh judging a children’s dance talent show, Chak Dhoom Dhoom (Colors)? It’s not like he is the next Michael Jackson; it’s not like he knows how to choreograph a number like Saroj Khan or Ahmed Khan (who happen to be his fellow judges). It’s not like he’s got this magnetic personality that will automatically attract and