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news365timesindia · 14 days ago

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[ad_1] Sanju Samson vs South Africa, 1st T20I in Durban (PC: BCCI) After the first two overs of the fourth and final T20I between India and South Africa at the Wanderers, the visiting side had progressed to 16 for no loss. At that juncture, it just seemed like any other normal T20I from the past. That is not how it exactly panned out at the completion of India’s innings, as they finished with a monstrous score of 283 for the loss of only one wicket. The eye-popping stat was India adding 210 after the Powerplay, alongside 154 in the last 10 overs and 64 in the final five. To make it even better, in three of the four games, India accumulated scores in excess of 200. Yes, at Port Elizabeth, India could muster a total of just 124, but both batting units struggled in that match, with the pitch offering enough help for the pacers and spinners. It wasn’t much different in the three-match series against Bangladesh, where India raced to scores of 132 for 3 in a mere 11.5 overs, 221 and a whopping 297 for 6. Even in Zimbabwe, India’s highest score was a substantial 234 in the second game. Some of the risks taken by the batters also act as an indicator of India’s ultra-aggressive template. The first delivery of the series itself witnessed Sanju Samson walked down the pitch to Marco Jansen. And it was followed by Abhishek Sharma attempting a slog across the line. Those two deliveries resulted in a solitary run, but it was a warning sign for the opposition. Sanju went on to crack two hundreds at a blistering strike-rate of 194.59. Although Abhishek couldn’t make most of his starts, his strike-rate of 173.21 was noteworthy. Just like Sanju, Tilak Varma, the No.3 bat, also compiled two centuries at an astounding strike-rate of 198.58. Suryakumar Yadav, the new T20I skipper, and known for his 360-degree stroke-play, had a poor series. Despite his poor showing, India notched up some tall scores. Even in the Bangladesh-India series, Sanju, Suryakumar, Hardik Pandya, Ramandeep Singh and Nitish Kumar Reddy all had strike-rates in the range of 180 to 220. With the tracks in India turning out to be mostly flat for limited-overs cricket, the fearless template could help the side defend the World T20 title in their own backyard in 2026. Moreover, with the likes of Jasprit Bumrah, Varun Chakravarthy and Arshdeep Singh in their ranks, India also have the required arsenal in their bowling to defend targets in such conditions. Although, as always, a word of caution has to be thrown into the mix. Occasionally, when there is enough help for the bowlers, India would have to change their strategy. We saw a glimpse of that in the T20I played in Gqeberha, with India finding themselves at 5 for 2 in the second over. Leaving aside the occasional blip, India have found the right framework as they look to chart a new era in the shortest format, without Virat Kohli and Rohit Sharma. The post Ultra-aggressive India up the intent meter in the shortest format appeared first on Sports News Portal | Latest Sports Articles | Revsports. [ad_2] Source link

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phoenixx-news · 8 months ago

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"I Needed To Do…": Hardik Pandya's Confession After MI Suffer Yet Another Loss

Mumbai Indians skipper Hardik Pandya on Monday urged his team to show a bit more "discipline" and "courage" to turn things around after suffering a third successive loss in the IPL 2024. Asked to bat, MI were left tottering at 20 for 4 in the fourth over and they just couldn't recover from the disastrous start, managing only 125 for nine in the allotted 20 overs. In reply, Rajasthan Royals overhauled the target with 27 balls to spare for a six-wicket win. "We didn't start the way we wanted to, tough night tonight," Hardik told the broadcasters after the match.

"Results, sometimes it happens sometimes it doesn't. I don't think much surprises me anymore. But as a group we believe we can pull off a lot of better things going forward and we just need to be more disciplined and show more courage."

It was Hardik's 21-ball 34 which pushed MI's total. But things went downhill after he was sent back by Yuzvendra Chahal.

"I think we were in a decent position to give us a chance to get to 150 or 160 but my wicket allowed them to get back more into the game, I needed to do a lot more," he said.

The bowlers had a good day in office with Chahal (3/11) and Trent Boult (3/22) setting up the win for RR.

"It's good to have something for the bowlers as well. The game is quite cruel to the bowlers. But it was unexpected. It's all about doing the right things," Hardik said.

RR skipper Sanju Samson said the toss played a crucial role in deciding the fate of the match.

"(The toss) I think that was the gamechanger. The toss was very crucial. I felt it was too sticky to start off and we had the experience of Trent Boult and Nandre Burger's speed," Samson said.

"(Boult) has been playing international cricket for so long and we expected him to deliver. I didn't expect four or five wickets down, but it was great.

"We all do our roles and move on. Someone like R Ashwin knew we had a good powerplay so he didn't go for wickets, just kept it tight. So it's about teamwork." Chasing 126 for a win, RR were reduced to 48 for three in the seventh over but Riyan Parag blasted a 39-ball 54 not out, his second successive fifty this season, to take the team home.

"Actually, I've simplified everything instead of trying to do a lot of things. Earlier when I wasn't getting runs I would try a lot of different things. This year, it's just seeing the ball and hitting the ball," Parag said.

"When I play domestically this is the exact kind of situations I go into bat. When Jos (Jos Buttler) bhai and Ash (R Ashwin) bhai got out, I thought to myself this is what I do in domestic cricket. So that's what I calculated.

On the difference between domestic cricket and IPL, Parag said: "I have had three-four years of not performing at all. And you really go back to the hotel room and think when you know you can do it and the results are not coming, you go back to the drawing room.

"I realised I wasn't practicing at this kind of level so I went and did that." Boult was awarded the Player of the Match for his three wickets in the powerplay with two of them -- Rohit Sharma and Naman Dhir -- coming in the first over itself.

"Never say it's a certainty in the format, but it was nice to get the wickets. We created early pressure, nice to take some wickets and glad the result went our way," he said.

Boult also termed South Africa's Nandre Burger a "great find".

"Bowls with great skill and plays with his heart on his sleeves. Sandeep obviously missed out but he'll play a big role in the season. Excited to be part of this bowling attack."

#HardikPandya #MIvsRR #Hardiklosses

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kuchupuvhu · 8 months ago

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Eureka! Tanya?

Tanya: Soo…thank god you can distinguish me and Radha. I thought the crashing of parallel worlds crashed you guy's minds too.

Aditya: Well she's Radha! Of course I can.

Tanya: Did you notice your life becoming a Hindu mythology?

Aditya: Yeah yeah, Radha, Krishanlal.

Unnamed ghost: And what will you give for for the show I put on to get inside you risking getting out of Krishanlal for trucking the chota pandit?

Aditya: Well Bhool Bhulaiyaa 3 is coming and some ghost is inside Ruhaan too, I swear I didn't tell you to copy that.

Unnamed ghost: You're more worried about copying?

Aditya: I'm not a thief na, I stole your heart though.

Unnamed ghost: No homo

Aditya: No homie? *Pokes unnamed ghost* I thought that's why you were sticking around. You see the parrot Tanya got? That parrot is making sounds from the beginning of when Tanya got here. I swear the technological things have souls too, not talking about AI but technological things, that's why the soul of the crushed one got into the real parrot or something.

Unnamed ghost: I can tell you're joking.

Aditya: Oh yeah. But does the…sounds mean..

Sanju: I'm gonna find Tanya.

Rocky: They say there's a duplicate of me! He's helping Tanya.

Karan: Guys I'm still married with Tanya.

Tommy: You don't leave the engagement ring from your hand and this bastard, Sanju, doesn't leave the crutch from his hands still, look he's using it to off the bathroom light switch.

Sanju: It's a habit now Tommy. When I call you It seems like I'm calling a dog. Why don't you change your name?

Tommy: Why don't you change using crutches still? Don't tell me you're a ableist.

Sanju: Here you go the thief’s scolding the policeman.

Tommy: You became policeman now?

Rocky: Guys chill! Chillll! Think what's going through Karen's heart right now *wipes off his own fake tears*

Karan: We need to go there. To Tanya.

And all agreed so.

Aditya: The crashing of parallel worlds aren't as twisted or hard as you think it is.

Tanya: We were talking about my parrot? His name is Johnny.

Aditya: Johnny Johnny yes papa, eating sugar no papa, telling something? We'll figure it out later. But this parallel world crashing, the earth is mutilating worm holes in itself in many places. We are lucky we haven't experienced any monsters coming at us.

Tanya: Really? You're right.

Chota pandit: I came from the mandirrr

Aditya: You spend weeks at the Mandir or what? Not that I'm judging your religious beliefs but don't you have to eat or sleep or..

Tanya?

Chota pandit: Who…is this….Tanya was with me all the time..we were finding other worm holes..we even got a room rented for that…..

Tanya left her parrot..

Aditya: Seems like this time it's not a ghost sighting, it's a monster sighting.

*Tanya starts to turn into a monstrous creature*

Aditya is fully chill, Aditya: I'm still not convinced what the parrot was trying to convey. It was not trying to warn us about the monster for sure. It was sitting on its shoulder now it's to you Tanya. Sorry not the parrot, Johnny*

Tanya: How did you know his name?

Aditya: Seems like the monster got that right

#bollywoodmovies #bollywoodclassics #bollywood #bhoolbhulaiyaa #bhoolbulaiyaa2 #bhoolbhulaiyaa3 #dewaanehuyepaagal #fanfic #paheli

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cricketfun · 11 months ago

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Sanju Samson over Jitesh Sharma, Virat Kohli in the middle, Shubman Gill-Rohit Sharma to open; India's likely playing 11 vs Afghanistan Indian team ... #usa #uk

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shahananasrin-blog · 1 year ago

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[ad_1] The five-match T20I series between India and West Indies ended in the favour of the hosts, with a 3-2 score-line. Opting to bat on Sunday, the Hardik Pandya-led side visibly struggled and reached a total of 165/9 in 20 overs after Suryakumar Yadav scored 61 runs. Later, West Indies comfortably chased down the target in just 18 overs with eight wickets in hand. Among all the Indian players, this series turned out to be a nightmare for wicketkeeper-batter Sanju Samson, who once again failed to leave an impact.The Rajasthan Royals skipper was a part of all the five T20Is against West Indies but could not deliver a big knock even in a single match. Out of the five matches, he did not get the opportunity to bat in two, and in the remaining matches, he fetched low scores like 12, 7, 13.After the series ended in the favour of West Indies, Indian fans took to Twitter and flooded the social media platform with hilarious memes to criticize Samson for his dismal show.Sanju Samson In West Indies Series :-1st Match - 12(12)2nd Match - 7(7)3rd Match - DNB4th Match - DNB5th Match - 13(9)His Fans Always Cries Because He Doesn't Get Enough Chances, But When He Gets He Literally Waste That Chances. pic.twitter.com/EV3WNvktP4— Aufridi Chumtya (@ShuhidAufridi) August 13, 2023Sanju Samson watching people wanting him in the Indian squad even after failing in 4 out of 5 games pic.twitter.com/9qLVmMRzqO— retired ICT fan (@anubhav__tweets) August 13, 2023Thankyou sanju samson pic.twitter.com/SOFhyRWGNr— Arun Singh (@ArunTuThikHoGya) August 13, 2023Enough is ENOUGH, Drop this PR merchant Sanju Samson!Can't Play Against z West Indies!#WIvIND pic.twitter.com/x31WISrngt— (@45Fan_Prathmesh) August 13, 2023Thank you Sanju Samson pic.twitter.com/2jD35384kB— Dennis (@DenissForReal) August 13, 2023Earlier, former India opener Aakash Chopra had stated that he does not see Samson in the Indian squad for the upcoming ODI World Cup and expressed that his participation will depend on KL Rahul's fitness."At this point in time, if KL Rahul becomes available, I don't see him [Samson] in the World Cup team. I don't think he will be seen in the Asia Cup team as well," Chopra said on his YouTube channel."Samson is only 28 years old. He does have time on his side. It's not the end of the world. You have the T20 World Cup next year. Plenty of cricket will be played after that too," he added.Topics mentioned in this article [ad_2]

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gadgetsforusesblog · 2 years ago

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Video: Rajasthan Royals win was decided in 3 balls, Kumar told Sangakkara where and how the match went? , sanju samson 3 consecutive sixes rashid khan kumar sangakkara ipl 2023 gt vs rr match

In the 23rd match of IPL 2023, Rajasthan Royals defeated Gujarat Titans by 3 wickets, Sanju Samson and Shimron Hetmyer laid the foundation for victory. Team director Kumar Sangakkara told where and how the match turned? IPL 2023: Sanju Samson destroyed Image Credit source: BCCI/IPL New Delhi, In the 23rd match of IPL 2023, Rajasthan Royals defeated Gujarat Titans in thrilling fashion by 3…

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bengalbytes · 3 years ago

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Sanju turns 3: Sonam Kapoor says Sanjay Dutt is one man who lived many lives, Vicky Kaushal roars

Image Source : INSTAGRAM/SANJAYDUTT-FANPAGE Sanju turns 3 Sanjay Dutt’s biopic Sanju clocked in three years of its release today, June 29. Directed by Rajkumar Hirani, the film bagged a lot of appreciation from the audience and critics alike. Ranbir Kapoor starrer also went on to perform well at the box office. Ranbir played the titular role in the film, co-starring Anushka Sharma, Sonam Kapoor,…

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sanzu-sanzu-sanzu · 3 years ago

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songs about toxic people 6

Sanzu Haruchiyo X Reader

Summary: In which you are Bonten’s No. 2 and Sanzu is No. 3. Almost ten years of being stuck working together means you’re both bound to pick up on each other’s idiosyncrasies, yeah?

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chapter 6: Every love story is a ghost story

brief mentions of childhood trauma, anxiety attack

The first time you ever talked to Sanzu Haruchiyo, you were pretty sure he was going to snap your neck. Or maim your face beyond recognition they’d have to stitch one side of your jaw together, whatever it was you heard he did to one of Baji’s men that had Baji calling you up in the middle of the night to rant about. In other words, this boy was partially the reason why you had to walk around all day sporting big bags under your eyes, as if the ghost of your mother who had recently taken up residence at the corner of your room—and around your arms at rare times of the day—wasn’t yet bad enough.

You walked up to said boy with a pounding headache, the chill in your arms becoming difficult to ignore. You’d been late to the day’s Toman meeting because you’d spent too long in the girl’s bathroom fighting the urge to scream and trying to keep your hands from shaking. (It’s the chill it’s the chill it’s the chill even though it’s in the middle of July and you had no reason to wear a jacket to school.) It had sort of been that way lately, but you were adamant on keeping at least this one scream from getting out there in the world. The world, after all, had had enough screaming going around.

“Sanju-san, right?” you said, the boy turning around instantly at the sound of your voice, looking annoyed.

“It’s Sanzu.”

You’d never seen eyes so piercing and hostile you almost felt yourself withdrawing. Just almost. Instead, it’s the metaphorical hands around your shoulders that you felt retract as if startled by the voice that in itself could drive any phantom away, and how odd that warmth had started to creep up your neck.

“Oh, I’m sorry.” You found yourself chuckling partly in embarrassment and partly because you always welcomed what little pleasure life ended up sending your way, whatever form it may take, and this was Funny. “Sanzu, sanzu…as in the Sanzu river?” you nodded slowly to yourself, for a second lost in thought at the image, the most exciting thought you’d had in days, you had to admit. “That’s a pretty name.”

You caught the minute narrowing of his eyes above his mask, as if he was momentarily doubting that there was actually anything remotely pretty about the mythical river that the dead had to cross. He missed a beat before reacting, finally settling on a blank expression which frankly hardly communicated anything. You weren’t afraid of him, he could see, but he knew he could break your arm, mangle a leg or both if he wanted, perhaps.

You were sure he actually did think about breaking your arm.

It only took you a second too long to try to remember what you came to him for. No, you actually had no good reason for walking all the way here, you realized. What wisdom were you supposed to impart on the guy who’d gotten himself tangled with the other Toman divisions, anyway? Make sure he brought a first-aid kit with him all the time?

Ah. “You shouldn’t apply antiseptic to your wounds, you know?” You squinted a little at the still bright red bruise almost right below one eye, vaguely wondering if the lashes fanning his cheeks somehow touched it and did it tickle? “Because they leave scabs.”

Sanzu’s eyebrows were now scrunched together in wonder, his focus never leaving yours, and you had to blink once because yours had. You finally decided to turn around to leave, intent on never speaking to the guy ever again for as long as you lived, and what business would you both ha—

Oh, that was it. Suddenly turning on your heel to face him again, you caught that same (though just slightly more) confounded expression still etched on his face and you thought how odd, how very very odd that the chill in your body had left and it’s replaced by this unfamiliar warmth that almost drove you dizzy. How very troublesome.

“And I was supposed to warn you not to mess with the people from my division because then I would have to break your nose.”

And with that you finally did take your leave, ignoring the boring stare on your back—and yes, you could always tell even then—sinking yourself further into your jacket, cursing the phantoms that had once again clung on your back the further you turned yourself away. You walked into your friends who were loudly debating on where you should all be getting dinner; ending up having to excuse yourself early because you just weren’t feeling up to it. Nobody questioned whatever excuse you ended up telling them this time; least of all Manjiro who you knew understood a thing or two about losing someone important.

Except some of them never actually completely leave—you know this now at twenty-six, you’ve always had ever since you were sixteen and you still heard your mother’s sobbing echoing in the thin walls of your own home and in all the homes you’ve lived in since; in your sleep from the corner of the room; in the bathroom in the middle of the night, startling yourself awake in front of your own mirror, this time convinced that it isn’t your face you’re seeing at all. Or in the middle of the day when there’s absolutely no reason for you to be afraid. Cold, cold hands embracing your arms, sometimes too tight to the point of suffocation. You’ve stopped trying to guess whether it’s your mom or your father this time, or is it the demon from your basement that you, as a child, had made yourself believe had possessed your dad? (Is why he had hit you all the time with no abandon?)

It’s in a warehouse somewhere in Roppongi, at lunchtime when the couriers have briefly paused operation to get something to eat, when you feel that familiar chill in your bones once again. It has been a while that it takes you a moment longer to realize what is happening, and you close your eyes as you silently count to ten, standing up and then excusing yourself, calmly leaving quick instructions to the man in charge in case Sanzu comes back.

You are out of the building in no time, your back pressed against the wall, your eyes closed and your face calm that the kind old lady who passes even greets you Good day! like how people normally do only when they’re half-sure you’re actually (or about to be) having a good day because otherwise it’s going to seem very awkward. You smile back before once again closing your eyes, the world suddenly feeling a bit too much.

You have no idea how long you have stayed in that position, only that you know you’ve been counting to ten in your head over and over and over so at least you’re sure more than ten seconds have passed. It’s the quiet click of a lighter, you realize, that has nudged your consciousness awake.

Your eyes flutter open.

Beside you, Sanzu almost mirrors your position against the wall, except his legs are planted firmly apart where yours are crossed at the ankles, and where your arms are hugging your body—the only tell-tale sign of your sudden impulse to cave in and hide—his arms are uncrossed with one hand stuck deep into his pocket. There’s a lit cigarette between his fingers and he’s craning his neck up as he unhurriedly blows smoke into the sky, his mouth forming a soft ‘o,’ his forehead slightly scrunched either in concentration or annoyance, like he’s shooing away some unseen entity up above, some unwelcome presence he wants nowhere near.

His head stays that way even as he speaks, his face now calm, and you think maybe it’s the posture or the strain on his neck that makes his voice come out soft.

“You don’t have to go to this one, you know.” He doesn’t have to specify whatever this one is, because whatever it is is bound to have screaming and though he always have wondered what it does to you, he actually would rather not have you go through it even if it means he would never ever find out. So he tiptoes and pushes away whatever he can, even just the mere mention of it.

It’s Bonten rule, you intend to tell him, it’s Bonten rule that two members always have to be present during interrogations. But you only manage to close your eyes again and angle your face away, because in a world where anything you say, do, or have can potentially be used against you, Sanzu has already had too many things he could hold above your head by now. He doesn’t need to anymore see the empty look in your eyes, the lack of life, nor does he have to hear the unsteadiness in your voice—nobody, nobody, ever has to. Not in a world where you can’t even tell anymore what’s real or not real.

Not when you find yourself second-guessing the semblance of comfort that this body beside you provides, when his voice effectively banishes the phantom hands away and the chill along with it, or has it been ten years of you facing an even bigger demon that even your own demons feared?

Since when had the lines between Sanzu’s presences blurred?

As if reading your mind (or misinterpreting whatever little he could read from it, if he were able), he tilts his head to your direction and goes, “Heeey, I’m not gonna do anything funny. You know you can sit this one out…”

You are quick to respond back—your eyes finally meeting his, your voice now firm: “I know. I trust you, Sanzu.”

And Sanzu locks you in his eyes and this time, you don’t turn away. The wind has rustled his hair out of his face and in spite of yourself (or perhaps, because of it) you feel like reaching your hand out, feel his hair with your fingers. See if it’s really as soft as it looks. But you keep both hands to your side, hesitating to move, unwilling to disturb his steady gaze because he’s looking at you as if he’s caught something there that he never wants to let go of.

Except until the next moment when he finally has to.

He’d let you watch from the corner of the room as was originally planned because you weren’t budging and the coldness in your voice had gone back that he had to resort to asking But are you sure? fifty-six times just to get a rise out of you and get you to punch his arm.

Do as you please were your only words, as he turned his head to your direction for one final time, his gloved right hand already teetering with the safety of his gun. Amidst the cowering voices of stuffed mouths and sobbing noises, your voice rang steady, a cue that he always took to indeed do as he pleased.

There is no room to talk about these things, no time in-between your fast lives, because slow moments are apparently saved for trying to steady your breaths in an attempt to catch up. There is no room, especially in the quiet of his car, the two of you side-by-side in the backseat in the late afternoon, you waking up warm from your nap, his coat draped over your body.

You don’t talk about what he gets to see and the things you never let him (or anyone else) see, nor his lingering, feather-light hold on your arm guiding you to the back of the car, as if you’ll break if he holds any tighter. In the light of a new day, you’ll probably both forget, anyway—like apparitions that make you wonder if they were ever real in the first place, like your mother in the bedroom and the guilt that had stayed.

Neither of you talk about what isn’t there.

But this time, just this one time, as his driver stops the car in front of your place and you make no move to go, you let your hand stretch out on its own to hold his from underneath the draped fabric just to see if it’s real. You close your eyes, holding on tight, his knuckles surprisingly (but also, somehow, not surprisingly) warm. No one utters their Thank you’s around you loud enough because it’s not as if you weren’t all doing these things to save the skin on your back anyway. Except this time, you sigh, some quiet form of acknowledgment, like it’s enough just to feel a sign of life.

You almost turn to go without looking (no one ever says their Goodbyes, as well), let go of his hand and leave the coat behind, but this time it’s his hand that catches yours, not as tight as how you were squeezing his hand for life just a second ago. But it’s firm and it makes you stop, your breath quietly hitching as your face is turned away.

“Take the coat, it’s cold out,” he says, in a voice that is only made for you to hear.

This, too, you know is real.

chapter 7 >

i think your house is haunted your dad is always mad and that must be why

AO3

ps. YOU GUYS I FINALLY LEARNED HOW TO DO THE KEEP READING THING

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[ad_1] Image Source: AIFF -AIFF Media Team KATHMANDU, NEPAL: India crashed out of the SAFF Women’s Championship 2024 when they went down to Nepal 2-4 in penalty shoot-outs in the semi-finals played at the Dasharath Stadium on Sunday, October 27, 2024. Nepal will play Bangladesh in the final. In the first semi-final, Bangladesh defeated Bhutan 7-1. Played in front of a packed house, the shoot-out was applied after the full-time ended in a 1-1 draw in a match that witnessed more drama off the pitch than inside. Once India took the lead in the 62nd minute through Sangita Basfore’s brilliant shot from well outside the box and Nepal scored an “equaliser” that was denied by the referee, the match was held up for more than 70 minutes as the host side refused to continue protesting the referee’s decision. The scene on the pitch during this period was of utter confusion with some histrionics displayed by a section of the players and officials, mostly from the home side. The referee Om Choki from Bhutan waited patiently for more than hour and after lots of discussion between the supervising officials and the Nepal side, the match resumed. The long wait, absolute confusion. and a complete air of uncertainty definitely hampered the rhythm and concentration of the Indians. Seconds after the match resumed, Nepal equalised through Sabitra Bhandari that ultimately proved crucial in stretching the game beyond 90 minutes. In the tie-breaker, Nepal managed to convert all four of their initial attempts, while only Manisha and Karishma Shirvoikar could find the target for India. Skipper Ashalata Devi and Ranjana Chanu were the two who missed for the Blue Tigresses. The trouble began early in the second half when Nepal striker Rekha Poudel was given the marching orders for her second yellow card offence in the 51st minute. As the Nepal players vehemently protested the referee’s decision, the tension generated in the stands forced the assistant referee from the opposite line to abandon her post and take momentary refuge on the other side. It took around 12 minutes for the match to be resumed. The situation, however, went berserk and totally out of hand after India took the lead. As the Indian players went near the bench to celebrate the goal, Nepal did the “restart” and put the ball into an open Indian net. The referee didn’t allow the “goal” and it turned out to be the bone of contention. While the spectators displayed their unhappiness, the Nepal players and officials decided to troop out of the pitch. It took the organisers and the supervising officials more than an hour to sort out the problem. India, who were enjoying a good day in the office till then, were left as confused as anyone else at the Dasharath Stadium. Once the match resumed, the Blue Tigresses were never in their usual self again. India: Panthoi Chanu (gk) (Payal Ramesh Basude 90+3); W Linthoingambi Devi (Rimpa Haldar 66’), Juli Kishan, Ashalata Devi (c), Sanju, Ranjana Chanu; Aruna Bag, Grace Dangmei (Karishma 66’), Manisha; Bala Devi (Sangita Basfore 36’), Jyoti (Soumya Guguloth 66’). Nepal 1 (4) (Sabitra Bhandari 66′) beat India 1 (2) (Sangita Basfore 62′) Sruti Chakraborty The post India Sr Women lose shoot-out to Nepal in a match of long stoppages and confusion appeared first on Sports News Portal | Latest Sports Articles | Revsports. [ad_2] Source link

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hbd to Hayao Miyazaki! (Capricorn sun/Aries moon)

Iconic animator, director, and screenwriter Hayao Miyazaki (b. January 5, 1941) turned 80 years old on January 5, 2021.

Miyazaki is the co-founder of Studio Ghibli and acclaimed for his whimsical and fantastical animated feature-length films. He is known for writing stories with environmental and social messages, which often centre independent girls as protagonists.

His first breakthrough directorial film, Nausicäa of the Valley of The Wind (1984) follows a young princess who fights to defend her home community from war and environmental devastation in a post-apocalyptic world. Miyazaki adapted this screenplay based on a manga he wrote.

To be frank, I find I can’t really watch this film anymore (after having watched it maybe 3 or 4 times?), with the amount of war and fighting in it (the accompanying music is also kinda intense). However, this was once my favourite film by Miyazaki and I still recommend watching if you haven’t already seen it.

Today, Spirited Away (2001) and Kiki’s Delivery Service (1989) remain some of my favourite films.

In Spirited Away, a ten-year old girl named Chihiro must save her parents from the spirit world by overcoming obstacles in a bathhouse full of spirits and outsmarting a powerful witch. I think this film both fascinated and slightly scared me as a kid, but I’ve grown to love it more as an adult. This description truly doesn’t quite do the film justice as the cast of unique characters each add a different twist to Chihiro’s journey towards bravery.

In Kiki’s Delivery Service, a young girl must leave home to train as a witch as per the traditions of her village. However, she starts to lose her powers when on her own and must regain them in order to survive. Kiki was truly an angsty teen of her time. As an entrepreneur, she basically delivered bread UberEats-style on her broom, to boot!

How many other teenage witches can you name who fly across the sea while listening to the radio? I once dressed up as Kiki for Halloween.

The above mentioned films were all written and directed by Hayao Miyazaki.

When I found out Miyazaki’s birthday, it came as no surprise that he was born as a Capricorn. I say this in reference to watching the NHK docu-series “10 Years with Hayao Miyazaki,” which highlights his obsessive and regimented work schedule and habits, reeking of Capricorn stereotypes.

“Placing value on the act of working hard is an incredible mistake…Working hard, it’s just something you do. If you don’t, nothing worthwhile will come about.” - Hayao Miyazaki (source)

Capricorns are Earth signs who are passionate and driven, above all else.

I don’t know about you, but in my life, Capricorns are always grinding (staying on top of everything!). These include successful artists and freelancers who are committed to their practice and communities (often while working multiple jobs), pushing through law/grad school during a pandemic, and dedicated to showing up and caring for their friends and family.

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Maybe this devout sense of purpose and passion is what makes them come off as so wise beyond their years.

Capricorns are the epitomy of old souls. Their practicality makes them seem like a grandparent, regardless of their actual age.

“I’m so excited!” Miyazaki smiles with grandpa joy as he releases the tape from the video camera that he installed in his car to record as he drives. A little strange, perhaps, yet in the first part of the docu-series, it truly offers a pragmatic glimpse into his approach to work. (In this case, the study of daily motion.)

Screencapture from 10 Years with Hayao Miyazaki by NHK

Of an emotional nature, another Capricorn stereotype is that they come off as cool and distant. In the same docu-series, viewers later witness Miyazaki walk out of the middle of his son’s film premiere. Ouch.

For Miyazaki, quality of work > everything else.

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In the documentary film the Kingdom of Dreams and Madness (2013), viewers watch Miyazaki going off on a team of animators, even making some cry after giving his feedback.

Capricorns set high standards. More so for themselves than for others though. However, beyond his Capricorn sun, Miyazaki has an Aries moon. The moon represents a significant emotional aspect of our inner selves.

What does this mean? According to the AstroTwins,

Aries is ruled by Mars, the planet of aggression and war, which can make you temperamental and straight-up combative. With your fiery emotions, you get frustrated easily, blowing up at the slightest provocations. Although your temper tantrums pass quickly, you don’t always realize how much havoc your rage spells can wreak. The fallout could take years to live down, if the bridge isn’t permanently burned.

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Aries is the first sign of the zodiac, and this moon sign makes you an initiator who likes to be number one. A warrior at heart, you’ll courageously champion any cause, project or person you believe in. You have a star quality, but your competitive streak can be fierce!

Hayao Miyazaki’s birth chart (via astro-charts.com)

This combination of steadfast hard work (Capricorn sun/Earth sign) and fierce independence (Aries moon/Fire sign) likely contributes much to how Miyazaki has attained his status as such an accomplished filmmaker and artist.

While this blog post is a tribute to the great Miyazaki, it is also an acknowledgement that he is an imperfect person, as we all are. Humans are complex creatures. Like so many of us, he is someone who has caused hurt and someone who has experienced significant loss. And, at the same time, he is someone who has created so much beauty, too.

Screenshot from The Kingdom of Dreams and Madness (2013)

To many fans disappointment, Miyazaki retired from filmmaking after The Wind Rises (2013). However, in true Capricorn style, he has returned to work and emerged from retirement to direct a new film titled How Do You Live? which he intends to dedicate to his grandson.

With this forthcoming film, the Studio Ghibli animators have been tasked to draw more frames by hand than ever before. In the slow and steady Earth-sign-led process, they are producing a single minute of animation per month with a team of 60 people.

Studio Ghibli producer and general manager Toshio Suzuki says, “That means 12 months a year, you get 12 minutes worth of movie. Actually, we’ve been working on this film for three years, so that means we have 36 minutes completed so far. We’re hoping it will finish in the next three years.” Wow.

In Japan, an 80th birthday is referred to as the “umbrella celebration” (sanju 傘寿) in reference to the shape of the characters. The abbreviation of the character for “umbrella” (傘) can be read as “80″ by overlapping numbers 8 (八) and 10 (十).

Astrology writer Gala Mukamalova, once wrote about the power we give years. In an astrological love letter, she offered this to our hardworking, stubborn goat friends:

“But you, Capricorn, you who are still here, still wind howling through trees, still a leaf clinging to this life—forgiveness is something you can learn. How to give it, yes, but mostly how to receive it.”

Despite how much I enjoy projecting onto famous people based on their birth charts, I don’t truly know all that haunts Miyazaki or drives him to create as an artist, a son, a father, and a survivor of war.

Yet still, I hope this year may allow Miyazaki and his Capricorn sun to pursue forgiveness of self, whatever that may look like. I have no doubt that he will continue to find success with his work to come. Hopefully his Aries moon can tread lighter and enable him to act more kindly towards his studio team, too. After all, it is 2021.

Happy 80th birthday, Hayao Miyazaki. ☂️

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