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Kings XI snatch victory from the jaws of defeat, Chennai Super Kings come a cropper

Monday, March 22, 2010

In an encounter featuring Chennai Super Kings and Kings XI Punjab, the turn of events that gave Kings XI Punjab their first victory can’t be called a real cricketing thriller. In the name of novel ideas, the ‘Super Over’ to decide the winner between the tied contestants in this IPL twenty 20 match looked more of a satirical cricket comedy, though there are still people to swallow such peevish ideas.

Be that as it may, the Chennai Super Kings chasing a gettable target of 136 in his IPL match came a cropper in the end, and the Kings XI Punjab has earned their first victory in the IPL 2010. Though Muralitharan wove another of his magical spell on the opponents to put Chennai Super Kings in the path to victory, further fuelled by a rollicking start provided by the tiny Parthiv Patel and the bulky Hayden, it was a shaming defeat at the hands of Kings XI Punjab that has pushed the Chennai Super Kings in a spot of bother.

Yuvraj Singh enjoying adulation cricket wise and otherwise rose to the occasion to hit a boundary to script the winning runs. With more exciting encounters in the offing in IPL 2010, the hunt for the IPL 2010 championship has become even more robust amongst the teams.

Meanwhile, for the Indian Premier League season next year, Kochi and Pune enters the fray making the IPL tourney a 10-team affair, which will be put into practice from IPL 2011.

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