Shahid Afridi, the great slugger The sun hid behind clouds, turning them orange blue. Next to the fridge, on the terrace, was a clean white table with 3 jugs of mango juice on it and a tray of half-filled glasses. I was playing cricket with my cousins. I held the bat as tightly as I could. Everyone was in position staring at me. Ali lined up: "Are you ready to face the best bowler in town" he shouted. I laughed, but my confidence was fading. He looked at me: "Ready?" I nodded, and looked at my Dad who was smiling and holding a camera in his hand. He gave me the thumbs up and began to film. Ali signalled to my brother to go and stand next to me. Then he started running towards the crease, picking up speed. He shouted: " Here comes the typhoon". I closed my eyes and swung the bat as fast and as hard as I could ...and hit something with a crack. I looked u...
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