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IPL 2010 – Royal Challengers Bangalore thrash Kings XI Punjab; Placed second in the IPL 2010 Points Table

April, 2 2010

Since the start on March 14, IPL 2010 has witnessed some adrenaline-pumping twenty 20 matches, as the clash for the title has further geared up to offer an entertaining climax. In a match against the Kings XI Punjab, the Royal Challengers Bangalore scored an emphatic win, with Kevin Pietersen and Virat Kohli coming good for the RCB, and in effect guiding the RCB side to a victory to occupy the second place in the IPL2010 points table, next only to the Mumbai Indians.

As the thirst for the IPL 2010 title is hotting up, Mumbai Indians with 12 points seems to be the hot favorites with the RCB securing 10 points staying close behind the heels of the Mumbai Indians. The Delhi Daredevils also with 10 points from 8 IPL 2010 matches scores over the RCB in the Run rate, as it also rates its chances high.

The IPL 2010 is sure to throw further excitement, as the Rajasthan Royals, Kolkata Knight Riders, Deccan Chargers as well as Chennai Super Kings have been resorting to all sorts of tricks to clinch the fourth spot for the IPL 2010 semi-finals. Whatever be the outcome, and regardless of the mighty team that is going to walk away with the winner’s tile in the IPL 2010, this tourney has certainly been a run-feast for the twenty 20 maniacs, and it has also unveiled some big-hitting innings from the blades of powerful and lusty hitters, of which some were even cannibalistic, and still has a lot in store to excite the modern cricket-viewing fanatics.

As we lay in wait, Mumbai Indians, has stayed as clear favorites to emerge as champions in the IPL 2010 twenty 20 cup.

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