The New Boy (Ishman)

Chapter 22

The stadium was semi crowded.

"Today!— is day 1 of the test series. India versus England!" the commentator announced.

England would bowl and India bat.

Rohit bhaiya and Virat bhaiya walked through the gates, towards the pitch. The crowd cheered.

Both the batsmen exchanged looks and nodded.

Ishan was upstairs, with the others. Shubman was just beside him, watching over the game.

Ishan's leg kept continuously shaking due to intense nervousness. He also kept biting on his nails.

Since morning, Ishan didn't see Shubman that much to try and start a conversation. Shubman, the whole day was immersed in own thoughts about the match.

Virat and Rohit kept a good partnership. Ishan loosened up a bit seeing this. He leaned forwards and looked to his side, at the opponent's box.

"They seem so....happy...?" Ishan murmured, confused. "Why are they laughing so much....?"

"Every time, they are like this....hmmmm...." Bumrah bhaiya said with a sigh at the end.

Ishan sighed deeply. He was getting impatient. He looked to his side and saw Shubman more serious than ever.

Ishan admired the latter a bit but then looked away when he noticed that Shubman noticed him staring at him. Ishan shifted a bit.

Ishan POV:

I again turned my focus on the ongoing match.

I saw the two elite batsmen play with confidence. I sighed deeply.

I turned my head around and gave a glance at my bat and my helmet.

"Help me God...with my nervousness..." I prayed silently.

Suddenly there was a shout from the ground. I stood up from my chair and went a bit ahead to see clearly what happened.

Ishan but more tensed. He saw Virat bhaiya walking towards the gate with his bat. He looked up at the score board.

41/1(8.5 overs)

It was an out.

I took a sharp breath. Looking at my side, I saw Shubman wearing his gloves, and the helmet was already on. It was now his time with partnership with Rohit bhaiya.

I was the 4th batsman. If Rohit bhaiya or Shubman gets knocked out, I'll be going there. There was no doubt that I was very nervous.

"All the best!" Bumrah bhaiya said and gave Shubman a fist bump.

I knew Shubman would go great and wouldn't get out so easily. Still, I was more nervous than ever.

The opponent's team was more like dancing now. This was just the first day and they're already over the moon. I knew I had to perform more than my 100%, otherwise Rohit bhaiya would easily kick me out of the national team.

The match resumed.

Roughly an hour passed by. The partnership was quite strong, although the score didn't increase that rapidly, they kept their grounds.

It was a drinks-break now.

I took slow and steady deep breaths to calm myself down.

"Why the heck am I so damn nervous!!" I gritted my teeth as I took my seat.

Yes, I was standing the whole time. I again peeked to my side and looked at the opposing team. They were all laughing, smiling and enjoying to the fullest. It was more than weird for me.