Let's head out for the toss

Tails.
Heads it is.
We opt to field first.

This is a possible snippet from what happens on a beautiful morning of a day of cricket. You can still feel the sweet dew stuck to your face and the sun is just making its way through the myriad of clouds, ready to burst and shine on the glorious green patch of land enclosed in a circle of seemingly gargantuan proportions. Seen from atop high in the sky, small specks can be seen frantically yet calmly taking position ready to do battle. Willow against the cherry. On a calm and quiet day one can almost hear the rustling of the bowler charging in only to be possibly concluded by a violent bang, as leather knocks into wood.

Thwak!

Alternatively, one can hear the "oohs" and "aahs" to be ensued. A glare from the bowler. A smirk is offered back. The bowler marches his way back to his mark, thinking of what his reply would be like.

A bouncer? Lemme get that son-of-a-bitch.
I'll york the bastard!

At the end of the day bowler and batsman shake hands and meet at dinner to share a few odd stories.

Welcome to the world of cricket. To many this scene would be very familiar yet to some it won't be so. I welcome you warmheartedly to my blog which would deal with cricket largely but from time to time I would also post about other sports. Aaah I know the question that you are asking. If he intends to cover other sports as well then why the cricketing title? Elementary, my dear reader. The title is just a metaphor for trying to capture the scene of various sports from a point where one can see all the action in this case it is the wicket-keepers vantage point, trying to tie in all the hustle and bustle with all the emotions of not just the players but the audience as well. So welcome to my world of sports !