
Arshad and John both fit their roles well: the former is in his element in the way he comes across as a player-with-a-large-heart who has to learn tolerance; the latter, apart from stripping beautifully, can actually play the game. But Boman isn't given room to go the distance, only coming to life towards the end. And Bipasha is a misfit: someone should tell her that you don't become a convincing physiotherapist (yes, that's what she plays, promise) by wearing plain glasses, and trousers.
Goal scores. But it isn’t Chak De.