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Murli Vijay helps keep Chennai Super Kings hope alive; Mumbai Indians on a roller coaster ride

April, 4 2010

The dramatic events of the star-lit IPL 2010 are unfurling at a rapid pace as the IPL 2010 unveiled yet another day of lusty hitting, when Murli Vijay knocked the stuffing out of Deccan Chargers, as he notched up a well compiled ton at a brisk rate and has also helped to keep the hopes of Chennai Super Kings alive. Chennai Super Kings with the victory over Deccan Chargers will have to conjure more twenty 20 tricks in the upcoming twenty 20 matches to stay as strong contenders for the IPL 2010 title.

In another IPL 2010 match, Mumbai Indians put the boot into the beleaguered Deccan Chargers team and has strongly conveyed its intention to clinch the IPL 2010 title by occupying the top position in the IPL points table. A quick fire 55 from Amabati Rayudu laid the platform for yet another convincing victory, with the bowlers doing the rest by dismissing Deccan Chargers for a paltry 115.

The battle for the fourth position for the semi-final spot in the IPL 2010 is reaching new heights, as the Chennai Super Kings, Kolkata Knight Riders and Rajasthan Royals battle it out to win the coveted semi-final spot in the IPL 2010 tourney.

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