Cricket is the game that brings together the whole of the Indian nation, <br />In this country it is often hailed as a religion. <br />Our cricketers, rarely, if ever, perform well abroad, <br />But, in India, they are treated like demigods. <br />Hockey is our national game, <br />Yet our cricketers enjoy all the fame. <br />Whenever there is a cricket match, people are glued to their television sets, <br />But how much time do our gods devote to practicing in the nets? <br />Busy with their ego clashes, disagreements and endorsements, <br />Little do they care about their spectators’ sentiments. <br />Cricket, is known as the gentleman’s game, <br />But the match fixing scandals, have given it a bad name. <br />Winning and losing are a part of life, <br />Agreed, but, I think, for excellence, we must always strive. <br />The problem is that our players don’t lose gracefully, <br />They lose heart and give up very easily. <br />Well trained, highly paid, fully grown men, <br />Play such cricket that they are ridiculed even by our children. <br />For all the time that we devote to watching them, we only want a little bit of entertainment, <br />And they give us nothing but disappointment. <br />Roaring lions in their own backyard, <br />Can’t remember the last time they registered a convincing victory abroad.<br /><br />Supriya Prathapan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-indian-cricket-team/
