Dr. Octopus, Mohammad Asif versus the dark knight Mohammad Amir
Once upon a time, in the small town of Changa Bangyaal lived a handsome young man, with windswept Arabian features, tall dark and handsome - an enigma that people called Mohammad Amir aka the Dark Knight. The aura around this majestic young teenager was
vibrant and energetic. From an early age, he had mastered the art of reverse swing with a cricket ball that many suspected was his attack weapon. He was hired by a training academy of a certain http://www.senore.com/Cricket/Asif-Bajwa-c46467, his road to glory seemed most certain.
Exactly a decade before the birth of the Dark Knight, a child was born in the dark alleyways of Sheikhupura. It was a misty night as the midwife held the boy in her arms, crying from what seemed like a small house in a silent town. This young boy grew up
to be one of the best in the trade of swing bowling, using it as a lethal weapon against his adversaries across the globe. Once he rose to fame, he spread the tentacles of his kingdom to the deep dark corners of modern http://www.senore.com/Cricket/India-c750, making shady connections with
questionable people. He was dubbed as Mohammad Asif aka Dr. Octopus.
The dark knight was hired by a professional gladiators association, battling opposing armies with a piece of willow and a ball. The dark knight annihilated entire armies with his secret weapon and at the tender age of 18, many had started to consider him
a prodigy. Little did this young man know that Dr Octopus was playing for the same team: the man who had a reputation of lurking in dark corridors where often rats were found scurrying their way finding scraps of food. While the rats, barely managed to have
their fill of food, Dr. Octopus was minting his gold bricks.
Stepping up the ladder slowly but surely, in the sinister underworld, he found many different means of laundering his ill gotten wealth at the behest of selling his men off. So it went for a long time, spreading his tentacles to other parts of the band of
brothers with the putrid smell of corruption slowly beginning to pervade amongst the ranks.
Amongst all this, the dark http://www.senore.com/Cricket/Knight-c71599 had little idea what was headed his way, a juggernaut at full velocity, ready to run the young man over. ‘Have you ever crossed the road, and looked the wrong way? A car's nearly on you? So what do you do? Something very
silly. You freeze. Your life doesn't flash before you, 'cause you're too scared to think - you just freeze and pull a stupid face.’ This is exactly what the dark knight did when he was caught unaware. He froze. His wits had left his side, benumbed he looked
on with a stupid face, as Dr. Octopus with his juggernaut drove his way at full speed with all the shady people from the underworld at his side, they dragged the dark knight with them and there was very little the young man could do but to await his damned
fate.
He had gone too deep, he was caught, trapped in the sinister doings of Dr. Octopus who had the leader of the band of brothers conspiring with him as well. In all this muddle, the fake sheik, a tabloid journalist determined to unearth the menacing scheme
that threatened to nibble its way through the very sport of the gladiators, carried out a sting operation that caught Dr. Octopus and his gang right in the middle of all their shady transactions and the news made its way onto international media with the face
of the dark knight slapped right across the pages of newspapers and magazines.
The transition from a fine young man into the axis of evil seemed a little too hard to swallow for the 18-year-old, who vowed to have his vengeance and in his heart, the promise and the will to undo those who had taken him to the gallows. Amir, the dark
knight turned the tide against Dr. Octopus and his gang, Amir didn’t pull up a silly face this time as he saw the oncoming juggernaut. Little did they know that the Dark Knight had plans of running it over.
(To be continued…)
(Facts and opinions used in this article are completely fictional)
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