Victory

As the ball travels towards the bat...

...hearts skip a beat, sighs are heard.

Everything can change in moments.

Anything is possible in this unique game.

Cricket is our life, says India.

Cricket is our life, says India.

We love Cricket, we love the game.

Cricket is our life, it's our fame.

Cricket is our life, says India.

Cricket is our life, says India.

Come on and play.

Come on and play.

Come on and play.

Play.

There's cricket here, there's cricket there.

Cricket is everywhere.

Cricket in the sunny days, or in the winter.

Cricket, even during the monsoon.

Cricket in the villages, cricket in the cities.

Cricket on the fields...

If there are no fields, then play cricket on the roofs.

Cricket is our life, says India.

Cricket is our life, says India.

We love cricket, we love the game.

Cricket is our life, it's our fame.

Cricket is our life, says India.

Cricket is our life, says India.

There is chaos on all the streets. - Vijay Shekhawat is a thief!

There is chaos on all the streets. - Vijay Shekhawat is a thief!

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

Yes, it's the same cricketer, Vijay Shekhawat...

...whom we used to worship until yesterday.

But he has let his fans down.

As you can see, an angry mob has gathered in...

...front of his house in Jaisalmer.

This is Sanjay Sharma, reporting from Jaisalmer.

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

The Vijay Merchant trophy for the best batsman is being awarded to...

...Vijay Shekhawat of SVP Vidyalaya Jaisalmer, Rajasthan.

Yes! Thank you!

That's my son.

Father!

He made two centuries and three half centuries.

Father! This is for you.

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

Down with! - Vijay Shekhawat!

'Father, one day, I'll be the best batsman in the world.'

'I'm sure you will be.'

Stop all this. What's going on?

What's going on here?

He is not in a state to talk to us.

And seeing the countrymen's fury...

...they will throw him out of the city.

Ram Singh!

Uncle!

Ram Singh! Ram Singh! We can't trust the crowd!

They won't spare you!

Let's go from here!

The house is on fire.

Come on, let's go!

Hurry up! Let's go.

Move back! Come on!

Move back!

Move back! Come on!

Hey, old man!

Where have you hidden him?

Get him out!

No, Uncle!

Don't go, please.

Get lost from here! Get going!

Move back!

Move back!

Call the fire brigade! - Yes.

The idiots have set it ablaze.

Why are you abusing them?

I would have done the same thing...

...had I been in their place.

Your son is like a lion on the pitch.

What have you fed him?

Vedpal, your coaching has borne fruits.

Hey, Ajit! Complete your 50 at least!

I have played 102 balls.

I'm giving you the stand. What else do you expect?

That's what you've been doing all the time.

After all, I'm not Vijay Shekhawat.

God gifted player.

You are a politician's son!

You will talk diplomatically.

One day, your son will take India by surprise.

Take it from me.

Let's see, how the Ranji trophy cricket selectors ignore Vijay now.

Why do you look so upset?

I have to go to the toilet urgently.

You are smiling.

We still need 40 runs to win.

And this guard is putting pressure down my pelvis.

Play without the guard.

Once you hit the ball, you can relieve yourself on the pitch.

Quiet! You think it's a joke.

Once more.

Six.

Yes.

Seven six!

I had to smash the bowler so that you can run to the toilet. Go, run!

You are God!

When you die, I will erect an altar in your memory...

...right outside my bathroom.

Well played, Viju.

After this innings, your selection is guaranteed.

That's what you say each time.

Forget the past.

This time my heart says that you will surely play for the Ranji Trophy.

You surely will.

Viju! Hey!

How are you? - Fine.

Hello, Aunt. - Bless you, Son.

Here, take the offerings.

Sweets! - I'll have that.

He can have that.

Vijay, I heard you were very good yesterday.

It was sheer luck.

Well done.

Can I take Nandu along?

But come back before dusk.

Yes.

Madam, I too have to leave for the office.

Come on.

Nandu, this is my temple.

I need just one chance. Just one...

...to prove myself to the world.

I'll break all the batting records, one after the other.

I'll be counted amongst batting giants like...

...Sachin, Gavaskar and Dravid.

I'll live life king-size, just like them.

Have millions of fans.

When I enter the stadium to play for India...

...everyone will scream out my name.

Viju! Viju!

Come here.

Come here and stand with me.

Close your eyes and listen to their cries.

Viju! Viju!

How much would that be, Nandu?

Viju! What happened?

Nandu, I don't think my dream will ever come true.

I can't even qualify for the Ranji.

Come on.

You'll surely be selected this time.

Uncle was saying that the selectors were very impressed.

I have been impressing them for the past seven years.

But at the time of selection, they seem more impressed...

...by the contacts of rich dads.

They don't understand my pain.

Viju, don't say that.

If I don't get selected this time, I don't know what I'll do.

Don't sound so hopeless.

If they don't select you this time...

...then I will personally beat them black and blue.

You are sure to be selected.

Mr. Ram Singh!

You've come so late today.

Hey Viju. Listen... - Ajit!

Viju!

Did you read the newspaper? - No.

I was selected.

They rejected you.

I can't believe it.

Congratulations. - Thank you.

Viju, I'm sorry.

Why are you doing this?

What are you punishing my son for?

Who are you talking to?

He is deaf!

Viju. Listen...

Viju, what are you doing?

Throw them in the dustbin, Father.

Don't be discouraged. You have a lot of talent.

Of what use is that, dad?

How can this talent ever benefit me?

Ajit has been selected...

...just because he is a politician's son.

I can't take it anymore.

I am giving up Cricket, Dad.

What are you saying?

You are just 24...

...and you're accepting defeat so soon.

There are so many players who started their international careers...

...at much later stages of their lives.

Take Mike Hussey or Shaun Udal for instance.

Had they given up like you...

...they could've never played for their country.

What do you want me to do?

Keep playing and fall on my face each time?

For how long?

Until they don't break me completely.

Or I don't commit suicide.

No, I didn't mean that.

I don't want you to lose hope so soon.