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When I was 11 years old....I was visiting my family in Hyderabad for summer holidays...I used to play cricket with other kids in the mohallah. There was this rich iyer bully who lived in the colony ,apparently,owned the wickets and the bat....he would dictate and change rules while playing to suit his needs..... after a while we got so frustrated that we were just bowling lollipop bowling at him to kill his interest....that worked more effectively than getting all riled up and standing up to him....killed his interest and made him regret his behavior. Great stuff :srh:
Did he also own the road pitch on which you played your cricket?
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