Chapter 48 : Solo Leve— Uh, Innings
"Okay guys, gather around," Coach Kulkarni said, clapping his hands.
The players had to take a minute to stabilize their breathing, leaning on their bats or sitting on the lush turf of The Oval.
The past few days had been hell for most of the players.
The training regimen for them in the English conditions had been awfully taxing.
This was because it was meant to acclimatize the players who were used to the humidity of Mumbai to the swinging and seaming conditions of London.
"Wow, being young must be nice," Rohit Sharma said while looking at Aryan, who was juggling a cricket ball effortlessly, barely breaking a sweat.
All the senior players around him started glaring at him playfully.
"Bruh, you're only 20," Aryan said with eyebrows raised at Rohit.
Aryan walked over to Coach Praveen Amre and the other players followed suit.
