‘Oh, the matches are fixed yaar!’, ‘ That player was dropped. I wonder for how much?’, ‘If the finals are in Chennai? then Chennai will surely win. What nonsense!’. OK! Like, SERIOUSLY!
No, I am not whining and yes, my dormant site had to be revived sooner or later but this grouse that has started doing its absurd rounds lately on every platform possible has got me thinking, the other eight teams win, they call it their knack but when CSK does the same, they literally get a whip crack. Agreed, we did have a gnarled, bumpy set of league matches but hey, we did score and we SO did win a few crucial matches like bosses! Now, where did you give your grand entry Miss. Kismet? If only you had a mouth to explain stuff. Luck favoured CSK by letting DC win, MSD has all the luck in the world and luck is the sole term that CSK swears by, yea..yea, apparently you think we are a bunch of bloopers randomly picked and formed into a group in the name of cricket who just happened to be a part of all the five qualifier tables, been in one semi-final by accident, chanced upon 4 finals and it was just a simple case of wheel-of-fortune that we ended up with the trophies…oh wait, twice in a row, right? Some credit please, amigos? If we fixed stuff we wouldn’t be hanging by a thread in the play-offs table’s last spot now, would we? If we dealt, others would have been dealing too. Simple as a dot. And the whole ruck muck of us being unfair contenders in the play-offs. Ok, now, you leave me no choice but to demand some credit here! How come you don’t target your ever so favourite EPLs the same way? Ok, I wouldn’t want to go there. Really. But, if prediction becomes the game, a whole world known as co-incidence would be non-existent. Supporters gonna support, haters gonna hate but loyalists remain. One track minds and their ill-timed pessimistic juice oozes, I have to say, are very unbecoming and why bring the spirit of the game into it?
No fair, letting Lady Luck have all the gravy and leave us with mere morsels. Common, she has a say when she’s full as a python. Why thrust obesity on her? And yes, it is obvious I am on Chennai’s side, being a true-blue Madrasi growing up in a town where a cricket match was witnessed with rapt attention regardless of the teams and hell, the SUN, where the family’s boys would rather watch a repeat telecast of a 1994 match and still clap hands for a sixer they knew was due in the next two minutes and where her dad would emotionally choke with an unfeigned childlike smile being a spectator of an ecstatic national win, my heart and every part that it pumps blood into are fastened to this land and everything about it. Concrete to commitment and unswerving in love. It gives me not only joy to talk proud of my team’s achievements on a Facebook page or a twit turf but something beyond that, a sense of being truly exultant, kind of like that moment you just WANT to be animated on purpose to tick your friend/neighbour off.
Being expressive is one, not caring about the effect it particularly brings on a person or people as a whole is something else. I may think it is sad to see a good portion of people doing exactly that but on the other hand, freedom of expression deserves its due respect. Every team has done its utmost best, in attempting to beat the odds to tread victory and I must say, all the teams put together have done the game proud, superlative. Hence, the credit, equally divided among all would go to every single team, a true winner in spirit and soul. I do not put any team down nor can you find me giving up on mine, I am an Indian after all and what do us brothers and sisters traditionally do most of the time? Well, I’d like to call it Jolly Fisticuffs.It would justifiably be forgotten in time for the next to crop up keeping the balance good to go. Sigh, who would like an everyday dosage of idli anyway?
Chennai, it thumps its way to glory. Luck on our side? Now, who is going to have to complain about that anyway?! No luck? Well, it just keeps thumping, and if necessary, harder but never to stall and never to deter, accepting and respecting the due ramifications. Yes, we are aggressive. Yes, we are high-spirited. Oh yes, we so totally are a bunch of fire balls. Never to cease, never to flicker, we roar our way transcending boundaries, stimulated, leaving its spark. Not because we aspire to but we deserve to.
CSK, well, Chennai, truly a way of life. My de facto way of life, thankyouverymuch.