Stopped looking at the score board. Shehwag, Tendulkar and Kohli are blasting Bangladesh bowlers.

Public is angry. Lot of conspiracy theory flying around to explain fielding first decision.

I am block B, second floor , row E, seat 20.

Entering stadium was fairly easy and swift.

Three layer security check. Public are not following seat assignment. That caused very mild hassle.

Walk from Mirpur 13 to stadium gate was fun. Pohala boishakh botomul type festive environment. Many dressed and face painted. Very young audience. Rowdy types are absent.

So far highest point of the game: Singing national anthem along with whole stadium.

SHEHBAG JUST GOT OUT.

The outs were too little and too late.

Flood lights are really bright.
Darkness looms outside.

Public looks like regained strength of voice. Again shouting with every ball.

 

There is strong wifi network all over in the stadium. But you gotta have accrediting ID number to log in . Food outlets are far too less and there are long lines for food.

AN APPARENT CATCH MISS.

There are a few Indian supporter dancing here and there.

Next to me a daughter consoling her father, “erokom korteso keno? Matha thanda kore doa koro.”

Flood lights are getting bright and brighter.

Asif Saleh is somewhere in the crowd. Did not see him yet.

KOHLI ON 99.

For some reason public again cheered up. Photo guys are running to get Kohli’s century shot.

OUT.

Indian innings finally ends at 370/4.

How big will be the loss?

BANGLADESH ON FOR BATTING.

Stadium is electrifying. Boys can’t stop jumping. Boy behind me just got berserk …. Dekhaia de dekhaia de mar mar ….

Jyoti sends me SMS from Australia. He along with a big group of desi folks watching the game in university big screen. His brother in law almost got into fight with an Indian.

A young man giving a lap across the gallery with a score board on his head. India 370/4. Bangladesh 373/6. Tamim 160, Sakib 120.

Jyoti SMS me: ” Kayes… Stop him if you can—India. This boys are not afraid of anything. That’s for sure. ”

TAMIM GOES

Folks rest their hope on Sakib. Some folks asks the question although they know the answer. ” Ashraful is not in the team, isn’t it?”

SAKIB FALLS.

People start leaving. Most energized crowd was on east gallery, sitting below the score board. They did not have shade over them and they faced The Sun all the afternoon. Ironically these are the folks who waited in line all nights twice to get the tickets. Rest if us in better placed shaded galleries got tickets sitting at home.

POWEPLAY IS OVER. BD TEAM CAN’T MAKE MUCH USE OF POWERPLAY.

I leave. The young men in east gallery has to find buses. I have a car waiting for me in Mirpur 10.

The loss was big but it could not dampen the festive mood outside the stadium. While walking his way back,  a little boys asks his dad, ” amra to next game e jitbo, tai na baba? “

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