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...and Khadija.

But I've told you repeatedly

that you have to control your temper.

Only Kamal has a problem with me.

Well, he was the star here

until you showed up.

It just won't work.

No sir, you cannot do that.

This has been my dream, sir.

I've waited all my life for this

and...

My hands are tied, son.

There are other forces at work here.

Kamal's father is far too valuable

to the academy.

I've done all I can.

Please don't beg, son.

Please, just leave.

What happened?

What?

No, no. It's not me.

No, no. It's not me.

Yes... it's me.

That was a long time ago...

...in my previous life.

Okay... me... and you...

...what are you doing...

I don't understand anything.

I don't understand what you are

saying.

You must be out of your mind.

I am going to teach you to bowl?

It's just not possible kid.

What good is it?

You want to become like me?

...no no it's not possible... no

NO!

Now get out of here!

Go

Don't stop dreaming son.

Till when are you

going to do this? Huh?

I have the rest of my life to

drink...

...but you are wasting

the best years of your life.

What kind of ridiculous test is

this...

...please tell him not to waste

his time here.

You'll keep doing this

everyday till I give in?

Okay, from tomorrow...

I will teach you bowling.

From tomorrow.

Now you go.

Mother!

-Coming.

Mother, come quick.

What happened?

Mother, I think brother has

finally gone mad.

Don't talk nonsense.

-He says he found another coach.

Is that true?

Damn! First my dad, then this kid.

Why can't you just leave me alone?

What have I done to deserve this

honor?

Stick that damn thing in

and give me those pills too.

Also, give me something

for this headache.

One stubborn son of a b*tch.

I... lied to you.

...lied to you.

I had no intention of coming

back to coach you.

Okay I'm done confessing

whether he heard it or not.

You'll are such terrible actors

go and watch your match.

Brother! Brother!

What took you so long, boy?

If you had taken any more time,

I would have hit the bottle.

We are a little short on

willpower these days.

Okay... okay...

Let's not get too excited.

I am not entirely sure about this.

This is on a trial basis.

If I suck too badly,

then you're on your own.

It's ok...

How are you going to get

what I am saying?

Come on... plant the stumps.

Ooh, bad omen.

Even after twenty years... I guess

if you have it, you never lose it

Sh*t, sh*t!

Just one quick swig and my nerves

will be steady as a rock.

One swig, kid.

Just a teeny little one, please.

Who's training who?

Why do I need to bowl

in the first place?

All I need to do is give you a few

pointers and you can do the rest,

right?

I'm the bloody coach here.

Oh, that feels good.

That's all for today...

...done.

I figured you might say that.

First thing... we need a translator.

If father finds out that

I bunked school, he'll kill me.

Okay tell me.

I'll teach him what little I know,

okay?

It has been a long time and with

the amount of alcohol I've drunk

Can we dispense with the speeches

and get straight to the point?

You don't like me, do you?

I don't want to see him

disappointed again.

Besides this is only temporary...

and you will go back to your

drinking.

That's what I keep telling him.

But he won't listen.

Since we're both stuck,

why don't you pretend...

...that you like me and

we can get on with this charade?

God says drinking is bad.

God continually says a lot of things.

I drink so I don't have to listen to

Him.

If we're done discussing the merits

of my character, can I begin?

Just one small sip, I bet the

Any chance?

I know where we can start.

Let's go kids.

Do you trust him?

Can we come in?

Good job.

Found it!

But this is the same as

Guruji's training schedule.

Yes... I know.

This is your great plan?

-You already know all this...

What did he say?

He says if he has to get into

shape then so do you.

Don't push your luck, kid.

What did he say?

See you in the morning.

-Yeah, fat chance.

He's joking, right?

What time is it?

Why are you after my life?

Did the God of Death send

you or my dead father?

Do you still hate me after

all this years, Papa?

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Damn! That's less than a month away.

No, goddammit, no!!!

Come here.

See... anger...

bowling does not mean...

If I do all this I'll forget

what I have to say.

Khadija!

One moment.

This is not about uprooting

the damn stumps on every ball...

because you will find someone

who's better than you.

This is all about mind games

that you play with your gut.

Mind games with your gut?

Just translate.

Why does a batsman hit you?

It's because he's read you.

He's gotten inside your head and read

what ball you're going to bowl to

him.

But what if he can never know until

the very last second...

because you yourself don't know?

How do you do this?

By going with your gut.

No one can teach you this.

Don't pre-determine what you're

going to bowl to him.

Get inside his head, watch him,

read every sign,

...absorb every movement...

and let your instinct tell you what

the

...just before you let the ball

slip from your fingers,

...when it'll be too late for him.

Basically, you have to make

the batsmen do what YOU want.

That is difficult.

-It is difficult but not impossible.

All I can teach you are little tricks

but

the real magic has to come from you.

Mohitji, I'm confused with

this mind and gut thing.

When the mind and gut work together

it doesn't matter which is which.

And your brother has to learn this.

Let's see, Kapil Dev... Kumble...

Harbhajan... Balaji?

And this?

-This is our favorite, Irfan.

Why only bowlers?

Brother thinks the batsmen

hog all the glory...

...while bowlers get very little of

the credit they actually deserve.

Now you have to force

me to hit the ball...

to the exact fielder or

in this case, buffalo.

Khadija, will you hold up

the numbers please.

Khadija will hold up a different

number each time...

...and you'll have to bowl

accordingly.

I won't be able to see the number.

Only after I hit the ball

I will check the number, okay?

How long have you had this?

We can't risk this.

Nothing...

What's this?

I used to call it the Mohit

Special...

..."The Trap."

It's not about making the batsman

hit where a fielder is...

...but about making him hit where

the fielder isn't at that time...

...and bringing in a fielder

in time to take the catch.

The past always keeps coming back.

My name is Mohit...

...l... Iqbal... cricket training.

I'm sorry I can't invite you...

...because his father hates

the very word cricket.

I know. I'll be only a minute.

Since it's Iqbal's birthday...

Please give this to him.

Please don't tell him it's from me...

I know he's got too much self

respect.

I can't

Without this they won't

allow him on any field.

I thank you on his behalf.

Please, don't disappoint him.

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