Or so quips a "legend" of Indian cricket trying to sell an aerated drink. Its probably appropriate given his inclination to keep playing and make himself happy. This on top of his having accepted a much maligned position of MP. Its like me taking up a dozen jobs and going to any one of them as I desired on a given day. So, he wakes up in the morning and looks at the size of his beard....to decide whether he wants to play for India, or to shoot a commercial, or better go to Delhi and sit smug in the Rajya Sabha. Some say he has earned that right by making a ton of tonnes. May be he should be given an honorary and permanent position on the team for that. Life starts at 80 is the tenet embraced by our poilticians and he seems to have subscribed to that even before he became one. He says retiring on top is selfish. Well, one understands that he may be challenged mathematically but a difference in averages of 20 runs between his career numbers and the numbers he has managed to conjure in the last two years surely is blatant enough to be noticed. May be he will consider that he is no longer on top when his five year running average drops to single digits....or may be not. I guess there aren't better ways to sully one's impression amongst the sports fraternity. If there was a better case where the individual became bigger than the system, I would like to hear of it. Why do accolades and achievements rest so heavy on Indians? Its as if they are in a hurry to put all of that to dirt in a couple of years of belligerence just so that they can rest easy. If only gerontocracy was a word and not a glaring reality.
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