The clock starts at 5

I don't know how it happened...or when it took over my entire body....but it's there....i can feel it...it's in my stomach...everytime, EVERYTIME! That's just how it is, if it's sunny outside, which, it is now, and the clock is anywhere close to 5 pm...my internal cricket clock, actually not only cricket...tennis, bball, all these alarms go off. It's like i just need to run out from home....work....car....and get on that field be it a makeshift cricket field, basketball court...or the gym....i need something.
I used to get off school by 3:15 pm and used to be driven home...which took about thirty minutes...so after that i had about another half hour...to forty minutes before it was time to play...tennis/cricket/bball/skateboard. As soon as the clock hit 5, everyone was down for anything and everything, bang-bang, golf with plastic clubs, swimming etc. But where this want grew into a need was tennis practice from eighth to tenth grade, and cricket from tenth grade till the time i came here...that has to have been the greatest time for all us guys because we used to have about twenty people every night playing cricket under lights, inside a tennis court. We used to start with over arm and move to some extremely competitive under arm action. This is coincidentally where i got my extreme need to WIN...it used to be so much fun...This was green acres to me, all you non-mumbaiites, and non-lokhandwalaites, should be told that green acres is an apartment complex which has everything you would need...when it came to activities...name the sport and it could be played and has been played on the hallowed surfaces of the complex...many a good, great, shallow, timeless, timepass friend has been made on and because of that great complex.
Sorry, i lost focus there for a minute...back to my point...its four forty...and i had to take a piss to calm down a little...i have to focus on my breathing to be able to sit on this chair...breathe in....breathe out....and all this because of sunny, aafu, ashu, shilpin, ketan, chintu, vicky narwani, ankesh, mayank, jolly, vikram, rahul sogani, vishal-the organiser, and suraj....thanks guys....for gifting this daily time bomb to me...wouldn't be able to live without it!