“Your last game was a good tight game against … Whom did you beat?”
Ravi Shastri makes it obvious that he lost the plot but not the words.
What he really meant
“It’s all coming back to me now….But just in case, it doesn’t , can you tell me?”
“Too many IPL games, how do I make it apparent to the viewers?” (stage whisper)
“Aw, come on, you really think I care?” (sotto-voce)
What he definitely didn’t:
“These tight games, they’re so exciting, I can’t recall the teams or the players. At least, I recall yours.”
“I know—I like hearing the sound of my own voice.”

“It’s like when you go home and your mum does everything for you and you feel comfortable. I felt like this, but with a lot of adrenaline.”
Italian Francesca Schiavone describing her love affair with Court Philippe Chatrier.
What she really meant:
“Whoosh! Comfortable with high-octane rocket fuel. That’s me on court.”
What she definitely didn’t:
“I have to do nothing out there.”
What she said:
“It’s tough. It was an opponent who I had never seen before. Also, I asked many players for information, but got back zero. Nobody knew what this player looked like. So at the beginning of the match, I was a little bit surprised.”
Chinese women’s tennis player,Li Na, talking about her second round opponent, Silvia Soler-Espinosa.
What she really meant:
“Who is Silvia Soler-Espinosa? Tell me, please.”
What she definitely didn’t:
“Silvia Soler-Espinosa? We’re going shopping together after our second-round match.”
The “club over country” debate took a controversial fresh turn when the ICC and the BCCI released details of polygraph tests administered to a select bunch of international cricketers participating in the IPL.
Heeding complaints from fans and under intense media pressure and scrutiny, the BCCI roped in the country’s premier investigative agency ,the Central Bureau of Investigation (CBI) , to conduct a series of lie detector tests on certain high-profile players.
“Winners party, losers sit at meetings.”
Shane Warne, explaining his leadership philosophy, to his Rajasthan Royals teammates.
What he really meant:
“Celebrate the wins, they’re hard-earned.”
What he definitely didn’t:
“Don’t plan for the wins.”
What he said:
“I didn’t know whether to invite players or call snake charmers to get rid of the snakes that crawled all over.”
West Bengal’s sports minister, Madan Mitra, laments the state of Kolkata’s Salt Lake Stadium, slated to host the Argentine soccer team on the 2nd of September, 2011.
What he really meant:
“I’m tearing out my hair in frustration and disbelief. I can’t walk around the ground, how will footballers play?”
What he definitely didn’t:
“Let’s play snake-and-ladders instead.”
Maria Sharapova clarifies that she dreams in her native tongue but thinks mostly in the world’s premier lingua franca.
What she really meant:
“I experience REM in Russian.”
What she definitely didn’t:
“I dream of Leo Tolstoy’s War and Peace.”
“You’re worried that this might be the series when you’re finally outed as a fraud and not up to playing at this level.”
Andrew Strauss on the insecurities that bedevil a cricketer in his book, ‘Winning The Ashes Down Under: The Captain’s Story’.
What he really meant:
“As a cricketer, you have to face up to the truth that you are only as good as your last few innings. You start each series with a clean slate and past performances bring you no fresh laurels.”
What he definitely didn’t:
“I’m a fraud.”

“If you take away the cheergirls, the after-match parties, etc, then there will be no difference between an IPL match and a Ranji Trophy or a Duleep Trophy match.”
Sidhartha Mallya, the prince of Good Times, comments on the recent cheerleaders’ controversy.
What he really meant:
“Glamour, girls and Gayle, that’s what the IPL is all about.”
What he definitely didn’t:
“Take away the cricketers and we’ll still have an IPL.”

They’re better?
They’re faster—sure, at first.
They’re the fresh tennis balls of Babolat.
It’s goodbye, Dunlop. A new sphere dawns.
French balls at the French Open. Did you expect less?
Shouldering a heavy workload at the French Open? All that running and sliding and now this…
A song-and-dance about nothing, you say?
Well, let’s give the musical some lyrics and a tune.
Here’s to ballsy folk at Roland Garros.