2015 Cricket World Cup Theme Song

[Penny Bozic]

DilJashn Bole, the official anthem of the 2023 cricket World Cup, was unfurled on September 20. The release starred many high-profile Bollywood stars and Indian YouTubers among other notable personas. Here are the ICC World Cup theme songs over the years, from 1992 to 2023.

In the anthem's music video, Ranveer Singh can be seen dancing on the World Cup's 'One-Day Express,' building excitement among fans for the quadrennial cricket extravaganza that is set to begin on October 5 in Ahmedabad.

The anthem is designed to celebrate the spirit of cricket and ignite the passion of fans, embodying the fusion of India's deep-rooted love for the sport with the national pride of all participating nations, creating an unparalleled global sporting spectacle.

The tournament kicks off with the opening match between England and New Zealand, a rematch of the 2019 World Cup final, scheduled for October 5 at the Narendra Modi Stadium in Ahmedabad. Team India will commence their campaign against Australia in Chennai. It's worth noting that the last time the World Cup was held in India, MS Dhoni led the Indian team to a historic victory in Mumbai.

Speaking about the Anthem launch, superstar Ranveer Singh said "As a part of the Star Sports family and a die-hard cricket fan, being part of this anthem launch for the ICC Men's Cricket World Cup 2023 is truly an honor. It's a celebration of the sport we all love."

Pritam said, "Cricket is India's greatest passion and composing 'Dil Jashn Bole' for the biggest World Cup ever, has been a tremendous honour for me. This song is not just for 1.4 billion Indian fans but for the whole world to come to India and be a part of the biggest celebration ever."

The captains of the ten participating nations were introduced on the stage. Then the nations were represented in a ten-team celebrity street cricket game, with each team formed of a former cricketer and a celebrity from their country.

The participants were: Afghanistan's Mirwais Ashraf and singer songwriter Aryana Sayeed, Sri Lanka's Mahela Jayawardene and athlete Damayanthi Dharsha, West Indies' Viv Richards and Jamaican sprinter Yohan Blake, Bangladesh's Abdur Razaak and actress Jaya Ahsan, Pakistan's Azhar Ali and 2014 Nobel Peace Prize laureate Malala Yousafzai, Australia's Brett Lee and former tennis player Pat Cash, New Zealand's James Franklin and former Rugby player Sean Fitzpatrick, South Africa's Jacques Kallis and former footballer Steven Pienaar, India's Anil Kumble and actor-director Farhan Akhtar, and England's Kevin Pietersen and TV personality Chris Hughes.[7]

The opening ceremony of the 2011 Cricket World Cup took place in Bangladesh at the Bangabandhu National Stadium in Dhaka on February 17, 2011, two days prior to the start of the World Cup. The cost of the opening ceremony was estimated to be US$30 million (18.6m), the highest in the history of Cricket.[1]

The opening ceremony started on 6:00 pm (Local Time) when the prime minister of Bangladesh Sheikh Hasina arrived and was welcomed by handing a water-lily, then the Chayanath choir wearing red and green saris and fatua sang the National Anthem of Bangladesh. After the singing of anthem the countdown began which showed a montage of all the scenes of the previous world cup. Popular Bangladeshi pop singers Mila, Balam and others sang the song "O Prithibi Ebar Ese Bangladesh Nao Chine" (Oh World!) which was enjoyed both by local and foreigners.[citation needed]Stumpy, the tournament mascot, was escorted into the ground, on a cycle rickshaw, then pedal-powered cycle rickshaws escorted each of the captains into the center. The captains were accompanied by young children who wore the jersey of the team they were with. The captains assembled at the dais and fireworks take off from the stadium. Indian popular singer Sonu Nigam sang Spirit of Cricket in the dais. After Sonu's song a video footage was shown on the big screen which showed Sangakkara and Sehwag promoting AIDS awareness.

After the opening the cultural program showcasing the heritages of India, Sri Lanka and the Bangladesh's performance. The music for the cultural section was composed by Ricky Kej.[7] Electronic kites were being flown above the stadium, then a 3-D electronic depiction of the World Cup on a building outside the stadium was shown. The cup was gone and an image of the Bangabandhu stadium was displayed. A cricket match was being shown; after the display the cultural show began.

ESPN, the official broadcasters of the ICC events, produced the telecast of the opening ceremony. Various channels throughout the world used the downlink feed of ESPN's production to provide their respective viewers, live broadcast of the ceremony.[8]

I became a New Zealand cricket fan just over a quarter of a century ago; on February 22, 1992 to be precise. It had been a gradual process, but having lived there for the best part of a decade, something happened that made me finally decide to adopt my new country over England, the country of my birth.

I had moved halfway across the world to Wellington because of work and soon fell in love with the city. What could be better than coming up with big advertising campaigns during the day and then spending the late afternoon on the beach? It was an opportunity I hadn't had in Manchester.

And the reason for this shameless switch of allegiance was simple. The cricket World Cup had arrived - it was being co-hosted by New Zealand - and I was caught up in the excitement and national pride. Although the New Zealand team was, on paper at least, mediocre (I'd watched them through disinterested eyes since arriving in the country in 1982) the hype was contagious. You couldn't turn on the TV or radio without hearing the tournament's official theme song, "Who Rules the World?" It was insanely catchy, and, despite containing the demonstrably untrue claim that this was a "once-in-a-lifetime chance to rule the world", succeeded in stirring up anticipation. Especially when it was combined with the innovations that were about to hit the sport I loved.

Some of these were genuinely thrilling. White balls, black sightscreens and day-night cricket were about to inject excitement into a game that had gone a bit stale. And as if that wasn't enough, teams were going to be wearing coloured uniforms. In keeping with their fairly dour image at the time, New Zealand were kitted out in a sombre grey, in stark contrast to the bright yellow worn by the swashbuckling Aussies. And it was these two teams that opened the tournament, meeting in Auckland. There was such a sense of unity and national pride - something that had not been noticeable among cricket fans until then - that it was the first time I'd felt as though I belonged in the country.

As the umpires walked out, looking like 1970s game-show hosts in their brown jackets and white shoes, towns and cities came to a virtual standstill. A packed Eden Park saw the New Zealand side (or Young Guns as they were now called, despite nearly half the team being over 30) led out onto the field by a man who was already my hero. In New Zealand, Martin Crowe was everyone's hero. Restless and inventive, he was a cauldron of ideas, both on the field (audaciously opening the bowling with offspinner Dipak Patel) and off (his silver neck chain with cricket-bat pendant was often advertised in the same magazines as his range of casual shirts, both of which he modelled himself).

The game started disastrously, with John Wright going first ball, but that was forgotten by the time Crowe, with typically immaculate timing, brought up his century from the second to last ball of the innings. Then Gavin Larsen, a bowler who intimidated no one, took three key Australian wickets, and when New Zealand pulled off a shock win, the pitch was invaded by "30,000 Kiwis" - according to the TVNZ commentator, anyway.

The next morning, the result still hadn't sunk in. Beating the Aussies? Did that really happen? The seemingly insignificant Zimbabwe v Sri Lanka clash later that day took on such importance - the Sri Lankans were our next opponents - that the game was shown on the giant screen (a gargantuan 25", if memory serves) in the boardroom at work. It was packed for most of the day. People were sensing that we were on the verge of something special, and when we beat Sri Lanka in Hamilton with almost two overs to spare, the feeling grew. Willie Watson, who had once described being taken to the cleaners by Kris Srikkanth and Sunil Gavaskar in the previous World Cup as "like bowling in the highlights", was largely responsible.

Once we took care of South Africa, the press began talking of a clean sweep, eight from eight in the qualifying round. People at work who'd had no interest in cricket had now fallen in love with it. There were no other topics of conversation. Everyone had an opinion on Chris Harris' slightly awkward bowling action or Mark Greatbatch's role as a pinch-hitter.

By now, shops were overflowing with T-shirts, mugs, cricket ball-shaped soaps, jigsaw puzzles and even Young Guns phone cards. If there was a souvenir, I bought it. The official Cricket World Cup T-shirt was so commonplace, it became a sort of de facto national uniform. And the song sold in huge amounts. Who rules the world? There was a growing feeling that it could be New Zealand, although it was hard to tell how my colleagues were reacting to all this, as many of them called in sick whenever the team was playing.

The day after the South Africa victory was the first time that the tournament had a direct effect on my life. My Sunday League captain, who went by the name of Tubby, won the toss and announced that we'd be "having a bowl". He then threw me the ball. As the team's only spinner, I was to be taking the Dipak Patel role: opening the bowling. Depressingly, I'd never actually taken a wicket, although I reassured myself that this was no longer the objective in the limited-overs game.

I muttered the words "line and length" to myself, which is what some of the Young Guns were known to do. In my first over, the opener charged up the pitch, missed the ball and handed me my first - and only, as it turned out - wicket. It was a feeling of euphoria I had never known. I was being swept along in wave of cricket, and have never loved the game as much as I did in those four weeks.

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