#cricket men's team

[segueintoromanticism]

the fact that Ishan kishan always has his arm around men's waists probably because he can't reach their shoulders is so funny

[just2bubbly]

ab kal ke match ka heartfelt ramble ka waqt aaya hai honestly there's sm energy in me and it has to go somewhere, I'm gonna start off with the tournament as a whole, because some teams like Afghanistan and South Africa do deserve their appreciation as well. They both managed to do what their own teams before then failed to- playing a final and semi-final is a feat worth achieving ✨🙌🏻 and they managed to do it. We saw some good old West Indies back and that brought back a sense of childhood who had seen the likes of DJ Bravo and Chris Gayle play. Now as a fellow indian, seeing the Australian being defeated by Afghanistan and then later us 🥳 only to pin down their hope on Bangladesh- IT FELT SO SURREAL, LIKE YES BITCH CUMMINS THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR BEING SO RUDE (and 19 Nov ka badla hum toh Aussies se bohot baar lenge, with dugna lagaan)

Ind vs Eng, was the ultimate banger for me, the whole transition from a 10 wicket loss to 10 wicket haul was just amazing!! And sometimes we Indians forget the essence of our own bowlers in our team, but this wc was all about bowlers (ours and other countries)- after the ipl bashing, this entire month must have felt so hopeful to them. We got so many players like Bumrah, Maharaja, Rashid Khan, Naveen-ul-Haq defending low scoring matches- these matches that kept us as audience on edge. What a beautiful time to be a skilled bowler!

Now coming to yesterday, as a person that had nothing against South Africa as such but only had love for India- I deeply feel sorrow for your loss. I guess, we Indians know better than anyone how it feels to win all matches and then lose the final. I believe, your captain Markram is gonna do the magic our Rohit Sharma did last night. You just have to believe in him!

And to my beautiful Men in Blue- kal toh dil jeet liya 🥹🙌🏻 Everyone had been so worked up in the entire tournament. All of 11 players deserved the world cup, especially those that had played the 19 Nov. Last night's match was taking my breath away every over, it was so suspenseful and thriller and in the words of Sidhu "yeh match nazuk dil walo ke liye nahi hai" and it definitely wasn't and Bapu tumne toh humari jaan leli kal with that over (jeet mei sab maaf hai) but thank you Sky for taking the catch which people will talk about 10 years from now and thank you Hardik for not breaking our trust in that last over (Rohit did kiss you on behalf of 1.5 billion people yesterday 😚) but more than thank you to Captain that ended the trophy draught and thank you to the Coaches! ❤️

To Rahul Dravid, who was so intense yesterday- Indiranagar ka gunda jag gaya kal full 🥹😂 but thank you so much for making us what we are!! We are going to miss you so much 🫂🥹 and to Rohit and Kohli, we aren't sure if t20i will ever be same without you.

to the indian cricket team, WE ARE SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU!! 💙🇮🇳

[ek-ranjhaan]

Hardik crying and Rohit hugging him.... Healed a (huge) part of me

Kohli announcing retirement from t20...new trauma unlocked (but idk why i understand and accept it)

[sarcasmiclife]

The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King The King

[hum-suffer]

My fellow ishman brainrot darlings, I've got a question:

I saw a prompt reel where instead of the Haunting Adeline characters, Ishman were the main characters and Shubhman was the stalker, right? (Assuming you're already aware of the horror that Haunting Adeline is)

And then I saw another reel where the main character has a stalker but the stalker is v helpful and stalker just yk folds his laundry, cleans his driveway etc because stalker knows MC is tired from his everyday life.

Now, i wanted to mesh these two for Ishman. Tags would be

Versatile Ishman, slight spice, stalker romance ofc, puppy Shubhman, tired professor Ishan, NO STUDENT TEACHER RELATIONSHIP, Virat playing the protective big brother, Rohit actually getting shit done by forgetting the shit he's SUPPOSED to get done. Also, NO NON CON/ DUB CON

Would y'all read this?

Also if you've got any ideas pls do tell me, i literally don't know how to start with this one

Tagging: @kyayaarkiraa @onthecloudseven @mayakimayahai @ispeakmorelanguagesthanyou @ek-ladki-bheegi-bhagi-si @amrut-aa @khwxbeeda

[partybarty]

five of the longest win streaks in odi history belong to australia

meg lanning's golden girls with 26 matches from 2018-2021

ricky pointing's greats with 21 matches from 2002-2004

belinda clarke's pioneers with 17 matches from 1997-1999

belinda clarke's legends with 16 matches from 1999-2000

india's badass women with 16 matches from 2016-2017

whatever you call this current aus men's team with 14 matches from 2023-present

[grudge-core]

JEET GAYI INDIA 😭💙

[meowmeowmessi]

BANGLADESH GROUP CHAMPIONS IN THE U19 WOMEN'S WORLD CUP LETS GOOOOOOOOOOOO

[myauditionfordrphil]

Which idiot decided to schedule the fixtures of men's team vs ban on the same date AND TIME as the fixtures of the women's team in t20 wc??!?!

[sleepstxtic]

Okay. I’m going to go there. Here are my thoughts on this travesty of a match. But first:

Here are the Indian national cricket team’s international stats

World Test Championship

2021 - Runners Up

2023 - Runners Up

ODI World Cup

2015 - Semi-Finalists

2019 - Semi-Finalists

2023 - Runners Up

T20 World Cup

2014 - Runners Up

2016 - Semi-Finalists

2022 - Semi-Finalists

Champions Trophy

2017 - Runners Up

Now, I understand the points made about Choice of Pitch and Crowd Support. I do believe the outcome would’ve been different if we’d played anywhere except Ahmedabad. And as hosts, we’ve got to give our players every advantage, including a pitch that tilts in their favour.* BUT what about all the tournaments we didn’t host? We’ve consistently made the semis and finals of almost every single major international trophy in the past decade. We’re practically giants. We don’t need a pitch advantage to win a match - we’ve demonstrated that we can get the job done and we can do it anywhere, any pitch, any country. So why can’t we win when it matters most?

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: cricket is just as much as a mental game as any other sport. We need to take note of this pattern and do something to address it. I’m not saying a sports psychologist will solve all our problems but it’s certainly a start. The minute Travis Head began to hit a few boundaries, shoulders began to droop. There were times when the fielding was so lax it felt like they couldn’t be bothered to do it faster because “eh, it’s just a single run.” Australia was on fire today. Not a single mistake, not a single toe out of line. They were in the zone, serious from the get go - and they got the job done. I have never seen that kind of coordination and perfection from our Indian team. We’re always wobbly in places, and then are stabilised and carried through by the stellar performance of a few players (who vary from match to match). We can talk about Batting Depth and Hardik’s absence from the team etc etc but the fact of the matter is we are capable enough to win on any pitch, in any conditions, as we’ve shown before, time and time again. But not if it’s a final. And I just think that’s a problem worth addressing with a solution that goes beyond “shiny new pitch, better gyms, and new talent.” 

*I know it's technically ICC who prepares pitches but iykyk

[valiantkoalaturtle]

I think Oscar is a bad omen for our cricket team

[ek-ranjhaan]

I have my finals going on, so I have been extremely disturbed by this whole scenario, so I had to rant. But I'm better now.

no maan it's not about loosing. A whole lot of people's hope broke (certainly not just Indians).

One shouldn't take humiliation in loosing.

Like ik all of us are heartbroken, but I'm more in pain for the team. After such beautiful performances this happened.

It was so so painful to see Rohit cry.

You can't blame them, can you? Afterall, they have been giving their best all this while.

All I feel rn is that even tho they didn't win the match and the cup which they and only they deserved the most, they won a lot lot more than that, they won all our hearts.

They shattered so so MANY records. Everyone played OUTSTANDING and OMG Rohit, Virat, Viraj, Shubman, Shreyas, Jadeja, Pandya, Shami... YOU ALL WERE BEYOND THAT.

And lets not forget the fact that India still continues to stand on the 1st position in the world cup table despite the loss.

I know for a fact that it was more of fate was more responsible for everything than their play.

The past undefeatable magic of their healed a lot within me, even tho after this, a part of me is in deep ache.

Thanks a ton to the wonderful team India. My heart swells with pride and mind can't help but be further more devoted to you and Cricket.

And congrats to Australian cricket team.

[studiomd]

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What a match…

[hum-suffer]

Ours

Ishan doesn't remember the last time he was this upset. He's striding across the hallway to the hotel room he's been alloted. To share.

It's late at night, well past the hours of deep midnight. There's no one in the dimly lit corridor— the older teammates had already retired to their rooms while the youngsters stayed for the afterparty.

"You could have bloody well told me she'd be there!" He snaps at Shubhman. His best friend, the friend that Ishan has been head over heels for over five years, sighs and looks down. Shubhman, who shares the room with Ishan. "No. You don't get to be a fucking puppy."

"Ishan, dude, I didn't know! I just posted a snap of the place, how was I supposed to know she'd be there? Kammo said she declined the invitation, I trusted him!"

Shubhman moves to remove his suit jacket as Ishan pushes the door open. Ishan uses his movements as a distraction, lest he stare at the way Shubhman's light blue silk shirt clings to him. It's one he's shared with Shubhman for so long that now either of them remembers who it originally belonged to.

(Lies.

Ishan remembers buying it for Shubhman and then joking around about how he has right on it.

He remembers when Shubhman invited him to Shahneel Didi's birthday and gave him the shirt with a smile and an order to wear it.

He had a cold shower before changing.)

He brings himself back to reality when Shubhman locks the room almost absentmindedly and removes his shoes, all the while focusing on Ishan as if Ishan is the centre of his universe.

His cheeks are red and Ishan doesn't know if it's anger or embarrassment. "I swear, Ishan, why do you even care? I don't give a fuck whether she shows face or not!"

Ishan cares because she had been flirting with Shubhman for all evening and that motherfucking idiot Shubhman did not even realise what she was doing. Ishan cares because sees her arm wrapped around his bicep somehow burned Ishan's skin. Ishan cares because she held tightly to Shubhman even when he tried to move away. Ishan cares about his personal space and she fucking doesn't. Ishan just cares.

In a clearly failed attempt to calm down himself, Ishan removes the watch and bracelets on his wrists— all but the one Shubhman made for him. While he's at it, he also removes the leather jacket he was wearing, making sure to not let the bracelet catch in the soft lining of the jacket.

"Ishan? Bloody say something!"

Ishan glares at him. "You want me to say something?" He throws down the jacket on the floor, uncaring for it. He takes a step towards Shubhman. "She's using you for clout. She's using you for fame. And you know it. You know it and you go along with it any-fucking-way as if you have no self respect! You go and sit with her and then I'm left alone for the rest of the night! I'm sorry if my anger inconveniences you!"

By the time he stops, he's breathing hard and his eyes and throat are burning. I love you, he wants to say. I love, love, love you.

Shubhman softens. "You should have told me."

Ishan laughs in his face, a bitter sound. "Told you? Boy, you'd not even be aware I was beside you!"

Shubhman tenses. "Impossible. I'm always aware of you, Ishan. I'm—"

"Aware?" Ishan snaps, on a roll now. "You didn't even look at me the whole goddamn time!"

And before he can continue his tirade, Shubhman narrows his eyes. "Move back, Ishan."

"Oh, so now you've a problem with me sharing your personal space? You can't disagree with her but you tell me to move fucking back?" Ishan doesn't move back. He's stubborn as a mule, especially when he's mad.

Shubhman's jaw flexes. "Move back before I lose the little control I have, Ishan." Ishan doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about. "Before I lose my control and kiss you, right now, shamelessly, without any regret, move fucking back, Ishan."

Ishan freezes all over. Shubhman seems to have realised what he said and his eyes widen and he looks panicked for a moment before taking a fortifying breath. He looks at Ishan like he could devour him.

Ishan would let him.

He moves a step closer, close enough that he can feel Shubhman's breath on his skin. Close enough that if he swayed, he'd faceplant in Shubhman's chest.

"Then lose your control before I do, Shubh."

Shubhman's eyes widen for a moment and Ishan thinks, this is it, he must have been—

He doesn't have the time to complete the thought. Shubhman is kissing him and all coherent thoughts are evaporated in his head. Oh god. Oh fucking god. Shubhman is kissing him. His hands are wrapping around Ishan and pulling him in.

It takes a moment before Ishan realises that he's kissing Shubhman.

Oh fuck. He's kissing Shubhman. He's kissing the boy he loves. He's kissing his best friend.

The thought makes him pause and pull away. They're both breathing hard and Shubhman's eyes are dark as he looks at Ishan with unashamed want. Ishan wants to kneel with the weight of want he feels from Shubhman.

"Ish." Shubhman breathes and rests his forehead against Ishan's. Ishan closes his eyes and lets him feel the weight of Shubhman's head, relaxing. "Fuck, you're everything."

A blush must had crawled up his ears. Ishan looks down. "Shubh, we need to talk."

Shubhman hums but doesn't remove his hands from Ishan. "We need to talk." Ishan says again, but he can't hide his giddy smile.

"And I'm not stopping us. Let's talk."

Stubborn mule, Ishan thinks fondly. He sobers up quickly as he hesitantly speaks. "I love you, Shubh. I've loved you as a best friend for as long as I've known you and I've loved you as something completely different for years now. This...this may not mean to you what it does to me and I don't even ask anything of you. I just want you to tell me what you feel. I'm not ruining our friendship over a kiss. I need to know what you feeling. Or we can forget this ever happened and—"

He can't speak more. He can't. Of course, if Shubhman wants, Ishan will forever continue to pretend that he feels nothing but platonic love for him and he will pretend to forget to have ever felt Shubhman kiss him. He will pretend to forget the possessive hold Shubhman still has on him and he'll live. He'll be miserable but he'll live.

Shubhman nods. His hands are still resting on Ishan's hips. "I don't particularly think I love you in a romantic sense, yet." Ishan's world shatters and he breathes out as if someone punched the air out of his chest. "But, I still fancy you. You're not some experimental adventure. The thought of crying without your shoulder, the thought of waking up without you, the thought of having anything less than what we have right now makes me want to choke. You're not a passing fancy, Ish. And I might say that I'm not completely romantically in love with you right now, but I know that I'm half way over already. The thought of anyone but you in my arms makes me want to scream."

Ishan takes a shuddering breath. It's now or never. "Would you like to go on a date with me?"

Shubhman doesn't speak anything for a moment and Ishan looks up at him searchingly only to see him grinning like a loon. "Of course, I'll go on a date with you! I've been meaning to watch this new movie—"

"No! No hostile takeover on my date, I assure you!" The response is almost instinct by now. Ishan knows Shubhman and how well he uses his puppy eyes to take over the hangout activities and do what he wants.

"Your?" He raises an eyebrow and pulls Ishan towards himself with a jerk. He barely stops himself from crashing his nose on Shubhman's chest as Shubhman continues, very amused."You mean, our?"

It makes him incredibly giddy. He nods. "Our."

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Part 2

[rashfordxbruno]

Australian cricketers Nathan Lyon, Marcus Harris, Todd Murphy, Mitch Marsh, and Alex Carey were pictured in the East Stand forecourt at Old Trafford.