This was how a popular cricket website paid its tribute to a cricketing saga unfurled in Hyderabad which encapsulated the whole world but like one of the rare bollywood movies had a negative twist in the tale.....India lost......
Painful as it is, but as I read this and invariably during the match as well, I was getting faint memories of the Chennai test played ten years back against Pakistan. To avoid the consequential nightmares, I too made some serious enduring efforts..Kept myself glued to the "auspicious" chair in the hostel mess, let the whole dinner time pass and was contented with the gravies almost without any nearby presence of 'solidity' -that too brought by a very caring messwallah. And more importantly I was not alone,there were tens of those in the mess and millions out in the nation. All for one common goal-the maestro was at work.
But destiny had other plans. The hero of the day misjudged the pace of the debutant victorian and cricket was left to be a game of unspoken uncertainties.
Ten years back, when the genius was called for awards presentation, he didn't turn up and was found wrapped in a towel with his eyes swollen but this time he did accept the award as his eyes still reflected the agony in disbelief, only tears had given way to a gracious smile.
three cheers to the tallest structure in world cricket.