Achtung Baby !!!!

 The maidaan, to the uninitiated, looks less like a cricket ground and more like a wildlife documentary—Planet Earth: Weekend Edition. A curious mix of marsupials bouncing around, all convinced they’re alpha dogs.

And then… there’s Kishore.

While the rest puff their chests and audition for dominance, Kishore quietly opts out of the audition altogether. Calm. Composed. Almost suspiciously unbothered. He shows up early, exchanges a few polite pleasantries like a well-mannered diplomat, and then disappears toward the tennis court—as if he’s accidentally wandered into the wrong sport and is too polite to make a scene.

Summoned eventually, he strolls into the colosseum, does what needs to be done, and exits with the emotional range of a monk. Win, lose, chaos, carnage—it’s all the same. Smile, handshake, home.

As a captain, Kishore can leave you scratching your head. As a teammate, though, he’s the guy quietly holding the ladder while everyone else climbs up for the glory selfie.

Now, before we get carried away, credit where it’s loudly and deservedly due—Aashish. One of the OG superstars of this maidaan cinematic universe. Today, he chose violence—with bat, ball, and brain. Led from the front, made the big calls, and dragged the Raptors to a win that keeps their season breathing and the dressing room believing.

But here’s why Kishore deserves his own paragraph… actually, his own chapter.

Because this is typically where he becomes a footnote. A polite mention. A “special thanks” in size 8 font. And, of course, he wouldn’t have complained.

But today? Not today.

Let’s set the scene. Last wicket standing. Aashish still negotiating terms with his batting mojo. Kishore at the other end, 6 off 15—hardly the stuff of highlight reels. As a pacer, you’re already halfway through your victory celebration, mentally updating your WhatsApp status.

Sameer is breathing fire—absolute thunderbolts. It comes down to 6 needed off the final over. Routine, right? Especially when one batter’s strike rate is flirting with early retirement numbers.

And then… Kishore decides he’s had enough of being background music.

Out of nowhere, he explodes. A four. Followed by a six that didn’t just clear the boundary—it cleared postal codes. Somewhere, a resident in the next pincode is still wondering why a cricket ball just applied for permanent residence in their balcony.

Game. Set. Match.

Raptors.

And Kishore? Back to smiling like he just finished a casual evening stroll.

The Raptors found their Heterodontosaurus ( fluff ball dinosaur that was a beast inside)