I never liked cricket. I spent all my pre-teen years considering it to be the irritating thing my dad watched when there were better cartoons (and MUTV) on TV. All that changed when India won that Natwest final, and I remember something stirring within me. It must have been a sandwich, because I only started following the sport more closely when the 2003 World Cup began.
India’s superb run definitely piqued my interest, and I started playing the sport some time after that. With no formal training, my initial game was all about bowling rubbish medium pace with my head down and slogging the ball off one knee. Anil Kumble and Shane Warne later influenced my bowling, and I currently have the former’s run-up, some of the latter’s turn, and all delivered with an ugly round-arm-ish action. I am also the best #11 batsman you’ll find within 50 inches of me.
In late 2008 I started a blog, “The Adventures of Billy the Worm” (www.billyworm.blogspot.com), for my amateurish comic strips, but a year later I turned into a full-time cricket blog, which is what it is now. It has received excellent reviews from “The Daily Non-existent” and “The Invisible Times”. I also tweet @rishabhpb, and when I’m not writing/playing cricket or studying I watch 63874 shows and read Stephen King.
