4 Apr 2019

Pandya’s late blistering derails the WhistlePodu Express

By cricinsane

It was Wankhede, It was April, It was MSD, the captain, this time in Yellow. Wonderstories and magic cape tales come surprisingly to the readers and the watchers. Last Year, DJ the champion scripted on such fairytale, this Year since everyone expected that sort of comeback, it was bound to disappoint the majority of them. When Mumbai started and lost Rohit, De Kock and Yuvraj cheaply and looked like Krunal and SKY were a bit scratchy, it was all set for the Whistle Podu express to overtake the Mumbai local. Suryakumar Yadav, having found a role change for the paltan this time, found himself anchoring a ship amidst of a storm and exposed to the other teams what they dearly dearly missed, attacking Chahar at the top to throw off CSK. The 50 looked steady and arrested any slide that was possible. However, it was down to the man that most fans doubted for being selected on loyalty merits and a man this team retained, trying to make a statement to the world that no ‘Koffee’ has actually altered in the way goes about his game. It was the more talked and less exposed CSK death bowling flawed armour that was at display today. DJ bravo with predictable slower bowls was taken to all corners of the ground by a rampaging Pandya who marshalled and mustered the proceedings while showing the man behind him, the power of the shot that he had patented, since years. For a side like CSK, fielding was almost never expected to be the most energetic and two dropped chances didn’t do them any good either. The ever so calm look on the Captain’s face despite the dropped chances really meant what his expectations from his troupes were. All such expectations were going to be denied to him today though with Kung Fu Pandya, as he is called, ready for the ultimate showdown. He was at his martialistic best with the utter forcepower, finely chiseled hoics over third man and brutally punished ‘over the cover’ drives in the ultimate over that gave Mumbai more than Just hopes, on a pitch that stopped and bounced for most of the first innings. Trust the dew to come to the fore in Mumbai always. It didn’t really start like they would have wanted as they lost both their openers beaten by speed and bounce for as low as 6 on the board. Chinna thala, on his anniversary started his innings with the power he has been showing for long in the IPL until the Big Man Pollard just showed up and put up his Once in a Season blinders to stun the crowd, yellow and blue army alike. It wasn’t over for CSK as their man gun and ‘Chhota Packet‘ were still out there as we officially entered into the ‘taking the game deep’ territory. With no freebies on offer from any bowlers, it was eventually meant to bring about the decline of one of them in trying to up the antic. As scratchy as their strike rates looked when they got out, as high were the hopes pinned to the Man who has made it a habit of stealing everybody’s breathe time and time again. But even that man ran into a slaughtering Pandya, who once sent him back, all but ensured CSK were left with their first loss of the season. The El-Classico of the IPL was finally won by the Men in Blue which now gives them a sneak peak of life in a table which is more congested than the traffic I was stuck in at the Bangalore Outer ring road while following half the game. Mumbai Indians seem to find the number of the Yellow army often, how the MSD and Co try and disrupt all services to this ‘Out of Reach’ Network that connects CSK and loses in the IPL, remains to be seen when they fly back to humid Chennai for a day game on a hot Saturday (*drops a sweat in just writing that*)