May you be the father of a thousand ad campaigns

Don't blame me. It's a country-wide thing. As a country, we would be completely socially inept if we didn't have cricket. It brings us together, it keeps us together, it makes us cool. Well, to us.

So last night, India had a 'social-gathering' moment. Cooped up in our respective mid-week living rooms, we discovered love for friends, acquaintances, loved ones, hated ones, family, relatives (/hated ones)...everyone. Here's the man that brought us together:



Robin decided to debut his new learnings in the fine-leg area at this, a crucial match for a side already suffering from sporadic bouts of memory loss as to what they're supposed to be doing on the field in the first place. And boy, are we glad.

Here's another picture of Robin being, err, congratulated by teammate Yuvraj Singh. I'm willing to bet anything that he's grabbing his boob, though.



Nevermind.

Robin Uthappa, thank you for giving us something to talk about last night. And in true Indian style, may you be the father of a thousand ad campaigns. You know it's going to happen to you.