If the long-drawn-out voting process has led to election fatigue, the Indian Premier League’s (IPL) second edition is faring no better. And not for want of trying. Cheerleaders who don’t have to cover up, swashbuckling cricketers, the bold and the beautiful from Bollywood, a zippy cricketing format, and all this against the backdrop of spectacular South African locales. Oh, and it’s also got a bit of sleaze and intrigue thrown in with a fake blogger who’s been leaking juicy tidbits. The crowds and the diva team-owners are there in their Roberto Cavallis and Gaultiers as is King Khan. But, where, oh where, is the fizz? And it was not long ago that many of us thought that the IPL in distant South Africa would attract more attention than our homegrown vote show. In the event, neither has set a scorching pace.
But that said, we’d still put our money on our class-caste carousel than the rather forced carousing in Durban, or is it Pretoria, or, who cares? And, while even Mr Khan has thrown in the towel out there, we at least have a nice tail-ender to look forward to here. For us, the real action starts post-May 16 when all the political players will be pitching for their outfits.
But then, cricket, like our coalition politics, is game of glorious uncertainties. If the IPL format’s not generating enough of a buzz, be sure that some innovative soul will come up with another formula. Given how excitable we are, we will turn cartwheels over that one for a while. Yes, you can accuse us of being fickle. But this goes to show that no one, from our politicos to players, can take us for granted.