Shoot The Idiot

OK, here's an idea.
It's a reality show that is just total awesomeness.

No, really. Hear me out.

I'll keep it short and simple - think over it, and if you know anyone in SET MAX, let 'em know.

We'll discuss how to split the money later.

At the start of the first innings of an IPL match, viewers across the country get to vote for the commentator they think is the most idiotic. Choose from our formidable list - the evergreen Ranjith Fernando, Mr. Tracer Bullet Shastri, Mr. I-Have-An-Opinion-About-Everything-Under-The-Sun Gavaskar, Mr. Damned-If-I'll-Keep-Quiet Morrison or my all time favourite, Arun Lal. Whoever. Pick your idiot, and vote.

At the end of the first innings, SET MAX tells us which of these priceless chumps have made it to the top three, on the basis of the most votes received. Say (and this is a reasonable guess) Arun Lal, Ranjith Fernando and Aamir Sohail are the chosen ones. In the second innings, you can only vote for these three. And at the end of the match, on the basis of votes received, we will have chosen a Loser.

The One. The Chump. The Idiot.

And what happens is this: the Man of the Match gets to walk to the middle of the pitch, and on behalf of a suffering nation, gets to shoot the Idiot. With a paint ball gun, you understand - we want to have the vicarious pleasure of seeing Arun Lal with a large red paint blob on his shirt time and time again - but that, in a nutshell is how the show will go.

Imagine - you could have guest commentators too - Mark Nicholas could fly down for this, I'm sure, and maybe Venkatesh Prasad would oblige. Charu Sharma could hold a mike again, and you could have Mandira Bedi back in the hot seat. Maninder Singh, Kris Srikkanth, Ramiz Raja and of course, Navjot Singh Sidhu. Does the mouth not water?

So seriously, if you know any of the head honchos over at MAX, let 'em know. We have an idea that is bound to resonate and unite the people of this land like never before.

Shoot The Idiot.

An idea whose time has come.

I've got thinning hair

I've always been an honest blogger. One with integrity. I may have stretched the truth every now and then to make my stories more interesting, but I have never misled my readers.
Not knowingly, anyhow.

So, peoples, as per promises made in earlier, happier times: I've got thinning hair.


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Bachelor Boy - Cliff Richard

Magic

One should never try to understand magic. I know now, to my cost, that if you try to do so, magic goes away.

Instead, one should simply appreciate the good things in life; I do.

Thank you.