When Gully Cricket met International Cricket

Hi Cricket, I am your big fan buddy, I follow you so deeply that you know I became a little version of you. You are my inspiration. Every kid wants to be a part of you.

'Oh you cheap, dumb Gully, stop using my name. What sort of Cricket are you? In the name of stumps, you use some random wall or some sticks or table, chair. You have tennis ball and one bat that is literally shared by the entire team. You don't have team count or umpire and you consider six as a wicket, who does that?

And how small is your ground? You are so useless and you think I will want to even ever be seen with you, no way, now excuse me'

Gully Cricket feels hurt, with tears in his eyes he replies, ' You know why you exist?, its because of me. Those awesome players you have, once upon a time were with me. They learned from me but you are right, I am dumb for I didn't understand my worth, I might not be all glamours but I live in the heart of every cricketer.'

But dude, people don't follow you as they do me, I am watched and recorded. People dance and celebrate me, there are after-parties, huge sponsors.

Haha, International Cricket, I am watched live and saved in memories, that fight for the bat, that 'I am not out by the bat owner', that 10 rs bet, that chocolate party on victory. I don't want to be you, I am happy in my little gully. I was your admirer and will always be but you remember you are because I am.