Monday morning at the Ambedkar Stadium was, however, different. There have been so many Bhaichung Bhutia jams outside this stadium. Two Nehru Cup triumphs, the AFC Challenge Cup triumph, so many significant victories in club football had brought alive the Capital, often cursed of not having a football culture.
On the turf, the balls waited for Bhaichung to address them to the net. More than the emotions, the adrenalin ran high. He flung himself for tackles, dived for headers, did the chasing and pressed his team-mates to get the ball back. In between, so many taps, headers, flicks, kicks and volleys bulged the net; some even prompted Bhaichung to raise his hand as a gesture of celebration. Who says, this is his farewell match?
The willing mind dragged his unwilling body. The temptation always stays for sportspersons to hide their injuries to prolong their career. Bhaichung, in any case has been different. That has been his football, his charisma; that has stayed his gesture. Commitment has always stayed his trademark.
The session ended, the adrenalin subsided. Emotions resurfaced. The walk back from the tunnel to the dressing room to the team bus to the team hotel passed off fast. Time flies.
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