Uthappa, Dhoni and Cupid’s boyfriend, delivers CSK in the final

MS Dhoni and Robin Uthappa go back a long way. They debuted in India around the same time, in the mid-2000s, and Robin, along with Suresh Raina, was part of the original Dhoni gang. At the time, they got along well during the Indian blues and were also spotted while vacationing with friends in Coorg during the off-season. Uthappa wasn’t just Robin for the Batman Dhoni, as we now know he played the Cupid as well. Years later, Dhoni’s wife Sakshi in an Insta reveal would post her 30th birthday photo with a caption: “Thanks to this man here, Mahi and I are together !!! It was great meeting you Robbie and Sheethal. The notoriously low-key Dhoni is also reportedly seen on the Uthappas Twitter timeline – displaying a broad smile in family photos with their respective toddlers floating around. How time flies. At the start of this season, when the Royals let go of Robin, CSK would pick him up. Anticipating sarcastic remarks, Robin would give a warning: “Dhoni said to me, ‘I want you to know that I didn’t make the decision to bring you here. “That was his way of saying, he wore CSK yellow because of his skills. Dhoni knew Robin could be trusted in critical situations. At the 2007 World Cup in that tied league game between India and Pakistan, Robin had half a century and, more importantly, hit the stumps in the “bowl out.” And on the evening of Dubai, when Dhoni, not among the races of this IPL stage, wanted someone to push CSK to the final and take the critical eye away from his personal form, it was his trusted friend who held on. With Robin and Gaikwad making the big yards, Dhoni gave his usual finishing touch This time he hit a four, he might have saved the six for the final.

HRHairness left hanging in the air

It was a leap into a forgotten past. PM Dhoni throwing himself to his right, fully stretched, defying gravity and age, in pursuit of an advantage over Prithvi Shaw’s bat. As if it was still retro. As if he was that hipster again, an imaginary halo of flowing hair suddenly forming around his yellow cap, his face turning fresh and ragged, his eyes shining with enthusiasm. For a long time, even during the end of his international career, Dhoni refrained from diving into the skin, with one hand, especially towards the drawstring. But this time, the old instincts seemed to resume, fleetingly, before the reality came. car a naughty slide. Dhoni dove down onto the grassy tapestry of the Dubai stadium, his weary eyes watching in anguish as the ball slipped from him. By then, the hairy halo was long gone.

SmoulderMan, not spidey

Rishabh ‘Spidey’ Pant gritted his teeth and swelled his nostrils while collecting a wild wandering throw that allowed Robin Uthappa to roam around for a third. The twittering keeper, occasionally shooting a stern captain’s face, was not happy with the third man’s stretched-pace throw that allowed Ruturaj Gaikwad to add three after dissecting the deep point and the third man. Saving the border was hardly a solace, even as DC rushed to their second-window partnership with the two heading into a half-century. The pants pulled back on the throw, frowned in irritation, and used their goalie gloves to mock the stumps – the ever-grinning gaff giving a rare sinister growl. Three wickets quickly thereafter would bring back a hint of a smile on Rishabh, but Gaikwad and Uthappa seemed to have dealt enough damage to stick an early frown on Pant’s face as Spidey’s web was used more as a swagger. mosquitoes.

Iyer on fire

Shreyas Iyer hadn’t started when the Delhi Capitals struck, getting a T20 sub-terrestrial hit rate of 12.50. When DC defended, he made up for his absence with the bat. He tried, at least. Her determination to contribute was as firm as the black headband firmly gripping her vertical outcrop of gold streaked hair. First, there was a long-term smart take to dismiss Uthappa who was looking to finish this on his own. But placing a kitten among the pigeons, Iyer would keep his head in a grip of cha-cha-cha to the limit. The ball had sailed between the middle of the wicket and long, and Iyer, while holding on to the stroke latch, had failed to brake his stroke inside the ropes. He kicked the ball back, watched Axar Patel hover uncertainly around him, but jumped him slightly to intervene and complete the capture. He would later complete a pick-and-throw with a quick stride, sending Ambati Rayudu back with a rocket throw at Rabada inches from the stumps, to lend some late drama to CSK’s pursuit. Then Dhoni rained on his redemption.