Rajan didn’t care. He leaned back, victorious.

For the next six months, that was the ritual. Every match day, Rajan booted Windows 7, launched Droid4X, waited five minutes for the emulator to warm up, and watched Toffee TV in all its glitchy, glorious, pixelated defiance. The app crashed at every drinks break. The colors occasionally inverted. But it worked.

He watched the first over in silence. The video stuttered every ten seconds. The audio desynced by the second ball. But then, on the fourth delivery, the batter edged one to slip. The video froze on the exact frame of the catch. The audio shouted, “Gone!”

Rajan peered at the screen. “What about that one? The orange one.”

It was beautiful. It was efficient. It was utterly joyless.