Indian cricket team one shots

Beautiful Bonds

England won the world cup 2019.......

Kane couldn't believe what just happened after coming this far losing by something as silly as counting fours. Why such things always happened to them? What wrong had they done? The match was tied for god sake.

Were they really stupid enough to do this to them? This is called bad luck, isn't it. The things poets and writers brag about, the destiny stuff, the fault in stars. For this could absolutely be nothing but that, how come their dream shatter like this?? What did they do wrong? Where did they fail??

Kane couldn't help but question himself again and again.

Many people compare Kane with MSD. The cool, calm captains. The ones best in the art of hiding emotions and not letting their feelings out. The superbeings hiding everything behind their smiles. They think nothing affects or hurts them because their smiles stay but they forget, sometimes the best smiles hide the ultimate pain.

And that's what Kane did at that moment, hiding his pain, his heartbreak behind a heartbreakingly beautiful smile, thanking the crowd for coming and supporting them as always.

Even though he was feeling like drowning somewhere, burying himself in the same ground seemed like a good idea too. But Kane wouldn't let his heartbreak out. He should be used to defeats by now, shouldn't he? He should know all about the cruelty of fate yet here he was being broken by the same fate again.

He wanted to hate this game but he couldn't. He loved this stupid game too much to ever really do that but he couldn't face his teammates, after what happened.

He just couldn't face his teammates. They had trusted him and he was letting them down, accepting this defeat. He couldn't make them win, he couldn't lead his country to victory again. He felt like a loser, a very big failiure.

The world seemed bleak and cruel. Everything felt dark, gloomy and against them. Did God really hate them so much? What had they done wrong? Kane couldn't help ponder broken. The defeat has wrecked his soul and broken his belief.

As soon as the Kiwi team reached back in the team hotel. Kane escaped, he just left without glancing at anyone he swiftly went in his room, locking it for everyone. Well, technically he locked himself in away from heartbreak and prying eyes. Kane locked himself away from reality, in his own prision,where the smile could finally crash and his emotions could finally show their true colours.

Virat's Pov

Damn!! How can they declare England winner like that? If the first superover gets tied you have to conduct another superover not decide by counting fours, this decision was insane. God, which idiot made this rule? Was he drunk while making this rule? I couldn't help but mentally curse the people behind this rule to eternity. This looked so stupid and against the spirit of the game to me.

Although, India lost to NZ in semi-finals. It was a fair lose. NZ had played better anyway and I had accepted that and moved on. Well, who am I kidding? I had tried to move on. I'm still stuck on that match that forty-five minutes of bad cricket playing in a loop in my mind. I couldn't forget that ever.

Today, I hadn't been supporting anyone. I was watching the match because I love this game. Yeah, this heartbreaking, ever-changing cruel game. I loved the game. Plus, my friends were playing. I have friends in both teams. Some I've known for more than a decade now, some new and to be honest, by the end of it. I wanted NZ to win.

Kane deserved that damn trophy and Im not speaking it as Kane Williamson's friend. I am speaking this as a cricket lover. The whole counting boundaries thing was stupid. Why take runs if only boundaries matter? It sounded and looked so wrong to me.