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Mumbai Indians book their semi-final berth in the IPL 2010 Championship; Sachin Tendulkar sizzles

The little master let loose of yet another ace up his sleeve to guide Mumbai Indians to a convincing victory against the Rajasthan Royals and with it a semi-final berth in the IPL 2010 championship. Leading from the front, Sachin Tendulkar, with a brisk unbeaten 89 off 59 balls, which included 2 sixes and 10 fours, set the winning rhythm for the Mumbai Indians. Mumbai Indians, batting first, scored 174 for 5, with Jean-Paul Duminy and Keiron Pollard chipping in with 31 and 25 respectively to put the team on the path to victory. For the Rajasthan Royals, Shane Watson claimed 3 wickets to be the most successful bowler.

Rajasthan Royals were out of sorts in their chase to reach the target, as wickets fell at regular intervals, and finally Rajasthan Royals succumbed to score just 137/8 in the allotted 20 overs, having made to grind for the runs most of the time by some wonderful bowling display on the part of Mumbai Indians. Mumbai Indians now become the first participant to march ahead and register a semi-final berth in the IPL 2010.

Mumbai Indians has reigned supreme so far in the IPL 2010 championship and has clearly emerged the topper in the IPL 2010 points table with 16 points collected from the 11 matches played so far in this IPL 2010 championship. The batting genius Sachin Tendulkar who has proved that he has got the guile and energy to meet the vagaries of twenty 20 games was declared the ‘Man of the Match’, and also is the leading run scorer so far in the IPL 2010 championship, as he now has 512 runs to his credit from 11 IPL 2010 matches. Also, this happens to be a momentous occasion for the Mumbai Indians as they have entered the semi-finals for the first time in the IPL championship.
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