My love for the game began at a very young age. The fact that my uncle was a big fan played a big part in this as I got to watch a lot of cricket that he watched. Every day we got back from school the one major part we looked forward to was the 2-3 hours of cricket that we played in our front yard. This used to be our highest point of the day. Watching Cricket and playing cricket from a single digit age went on to add my appreciation for the nuances of the game.
Now when I look back, I realize that the people who inspired me and have given me so many memories to cherish have all almost hung up their boots. I can see all the action that I watched as a kid when i close my eyes.. the images are still clear.. and it only feels like yesterday that i watched this action unveil..! What an impact these champs had on me. And when i say champs let me name some of them.. Sachin Tendulkar, Rahul Dravid, VVS Laxman, Anil Kumble, Javagal Srinath, Shane Warne, Steve Waugh, Alan Donald, Waqar Younis, Curtly Ambrose and Brian Charles Lara.. I guess most these names will be part of any Cricket lovers list.. and yes.. the list of Indian Cricketers are longer as I was, am and will always remain an Indian Cricket fan..
There are plenty of incidents of each one of these
cricketers that are etched in my memory and I revisit them very often at the
mere close of my eyes..! If I set out to explain in detail what they have done
that made me so heads over heels crazy about cricket, I wouldn't know where to
start or where to stop. Think of the many emotions these stars have made us
undergo - joy, anger, sadness, heartbreak, disappointment, ecstasy, pride.. I
can go on and elaborate a 100 incidents of such emotions having risen up during
a single match..
At this juncture, I recollect an India vs Australia
match that happened in the mid 90's.. Being a day and night match, it was going
to take a bit longer to end than my usual bedtime hours.. Mother did not cut me
any slack as the next day was a school day and I was sent to bed.. My elder
brother however could watch the match as he was a good seven years older!!! How
disappointed I was for being 'too young' to watch the match till 10:30PM! There
I was turning left and right in my bed when my brother comes in and says 'I
know you aren't sleeping.. things look hard for team India' . Then it was the wait
for each over to end so that chetan(the Malayalam word for elder brother) would
come and update me. What was happening in the cricket field was something
magical as well. India were 8 down and needed around 50 plus runs to get home..
Sachin was out after having scored 88 I believe, and in the center was the
combination of Anil Kumble and Javagal Srinath. I remember that the match was
being played in Bangalore and having heard the commentators mention 'that is
Kumble's family' when a certain set of people were shown on screen at the
ground. The wait between overs was unbearable. Imagining and creating vivid
pictures of how the previous over played out in my mind as per the description
given by chetan, I sat about waiting for updates. Then the updates came more
often as chetan, knowing I'm waiting eagerly combined with his anxiety to share
the good news would let me know as soon as a four or a six was hit. We did end
up winning the match.. but more importantly what I understood that day as a 10
year old was that I had already been captured by the game and that there are
many young kids my age who would have undergone the same. I never saw the
replay of the part I missed in that match.. not because clips of it aren't
available.. but because I wanted that description by chetan and my putting it
into images in my mind to remain unaltered! :) It was a small piece of brothers
bonding over a game of cricket.. how many such incidents would have happened
the world over due to sports!
I have been blessed to be at a time when there have been many greats in sports.. from Sampras to Federer.. Sachin, Lara to Warne.. Schumacher Hakkinen to Alonso... Zidane, Figo to Nistelrooy - these are all stars who have given me joy due to the game they play and the way they play it. To me however the capability of sportstars to inspire is diminishing.. I am begining to feel that we do not have the kind of great players I grew up watching.. They just fail to capture my imagination.. Is it due to me reaching a particular phase of life or is it due to there being a decline in the ability of sport stars to inspire, I do not know.. I am inclined to go by the latter.


