Some time in the 90s, a team of enthusiastic cricketers had travelled to Azad Maidan from a faraway suburb called Dombivilli to play a cricket match.
The opener of this team was an eight-year-old boy. The first ball of the match was a quick bouncer which crashed into the helmet of this tiny batsman, who subsequently fell down and started crying.
Just as his seniors thought it was a mistake to make him face a bowler who was thrice his age and size, the boy wiped his tears, put his helmet back on, and said: 'I'm ready." The bowler, a waiter in a nearby restaurant, told the boy he would be better off facing the old ball. He responded by smashing his next five balls for fours. It took five balls for the boy to change the bowler's opinion about him for good.
This child is none other than Ajinkya Rahane
The opener of this team was an eight-year-old boy. The first ball of the match was a quick bouncer which crashed into the helmet of this tiny batsman, who subsequently fell down and started crying.
Just as his seniors thought it was a mistake to make him face a bowler who was thrice his age and size, the boy wiped his tears, put his helmet back on, and said: 'I'm ready." The bowler, a waiter in a nearby restaurant, told the boy he would be better off facing the old ball. He responded by smashing his next five balls for fours. It took five balls for the boy to change the bowler's opinion about him for good.
This child is none other than Ajinkya Rahane
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