It was when the final score line read in favour of the hockey team I am crazy like hell about that I felt my breath back. And it was just as much as I had expected, having cheered the hockey team of Delhi every step of the way through to the final destination. Of course, it had to do with the love for the game, Delhi, and a name tied to it--John of course!
I have always been the one for close finishes and what more than result by penalty. It’s the ultimate thing for every hockey team to come up trumps in a match that hangs by a thread. And when it’s the title match, I guess even John would agree. His making a dash for the players at the final whistle bears it out for me.
It may sound insanely paradoxical, but I failed to pick up even a thing or two about the crowd there. Except the only way to vent to match their decibels was to vent my lungs out! Which I did all the time! The one thing I was no match for is stripes—hardly a face I can think of (except a bum like me) was not striped. That serves me a fan lesson and would help me save some of the ‘out of the league’ looks the next time.
Credit must also go to the Punjab team for putting up what can only be called a show of skills and efforts, but they met their match on the day. Big cheers for the hockey team of Delhi for making us all live the moment, and everybody who played a part in the Hockey India League bringing clamour back at the centre stage. That includes John by the way!!
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