That ass!

Again, I need to repeat, I do not like cricket one bit, every single time I have been to a stadium its been against my will and well because my dad wants to take me to the ball game and have a little father son bonding which to be fair we never have been able to do ever since I started loving football and defected from the love of cricket that my father for some reason thinks I had.

A week ago my dad tells me that he got tickets for the Mumbai Indians V KKR game, we had already been to the Pune V KKR game a week back and I did not want to go and see another game, my dad however had the ace up his sleeve, he flashes an envelope and tells me, "have a look at the tickets"

I snatch em from his hand and glare at the last few words at the bottom of the ticket

"PLATINUM LOUNGE"
Get in my man, I though to myself, we are going to watch the match in style.
So the D day comes, while most of the crowd had to bear the scorching temperature in Calcutta for the 4 PM game, my dad and I walked on in style at 3 PM, a special entrance for us , red carpet and a lift to take us up to the lounge. Typical hot women escorting the 2 of us to our "box seats", which was a beautiful room, air conditioned of course, with a fridge with a ton of cola and juice, a couple of sofas, a lot of comfortable chairs and lots of KKR goodies and merchandize for us to take home, Indians we are of course, so all this was free. Plus the balcony adjoining the room was brilliant, we could see the entire game if we wanted from the outside as well, with half of the crowd staring at me in envy I believe as I walked out like a champion to get a view of the ground.

The other reason I did step out was that Sachin was being commemorated for his achievement of 100 centuries in international cricket and our great CM Mamata Banerjee [less said about her the better] was in all her glory praising Sachin for his achievement and all. Giving him a ton of goodies as well, Sachin also tried his hand in Bengali and Mamata tried hers in English, enough of that shit.

The good stuff was in the lounge, we also had a tv which was broadcasting the game on SET MAX and if we did miss something in the match we could catch the same event on TV a couple of seconds later. 
Now the lounge is to be shared by a few people, this was not exclusive to us, so there was this father who had brought his crazy cricket loving 5-6 year old son, whose math skills were amazing, easily letting us know what the run rate should be or how many runs are needed per over for the Riders to win, astounding, this kid was brilliant in division and well even had a proper cricketing brain telling us constantly 
"If Gambhir is out, we will lose" or "We need to score a boundary in every over now"

The other occupants in the room were a few college going kids who went berserk and were leaning on the balcony blocking my dad's view of the game  as we sat like kings on the sofa, Dad was getting all hyper like he does in any cricket game
"Tell them to bloody move", "MOVE!", he kept on saying, I kept on telling him, calm down dad its alright, let em have a bit of fun.

With my dad constantly getting upset that he cant see the pitch, the other people in the lounge were a man and his oh so sweet daughter, dear lord she was something special, close to the most perfect woman I might have seen in the flesh. Beautiful was she, amazing body, face and she spoke amazing english, everything I probably needed in a woman cept the fact that she seems to like cricket more than football, thank you Lord for your creations.

So they also move to the balcony to see the game and as luck would have it, they end up standing right in front of our view, while my dad again is going berserk and wants them to move, I get to see this hot woman with this amazing ass, right in front of me jumping up and down, my dad keeps on telling me
"Why the hell don't they move? don't they know we can't see? Tell them to move na"

I keep on telling myself, calm down dad, I am getting to see a lot more than I actually want to see, the result of the match didn't bother me much, my day was made, the lady and that ass. Sweet Jesus, I love lounges and I LOVE WATCHING THIS KINDA CRICKET. 
Dear Lord that was some ass that!