Written by Shriya Rajachandra
“This is a period I would want to relive for the rest of my life”, is all I can say.
In the last six months or so, I have had the privilege to country-hop to witness some of the greatest stories in the game of cricket; all whilst camping in the comfort of my living room. Were these months exhilarating, awe-inspiring, or exhausting? Honestly, I don’t know because words fail to do justice to how this journey has panned out.
I was recently asked, “isn’t this too much cricket for you?” For reasons unknown, this felt more like an insult than a question. I spent time formulating a monologue but before I started speaking, a notification distracted me – “The Indian Premier League has arrived”. Being the dramatic person I am, I teared up, flicked my hair and walked away.
Here it is – another season of empty stadiums, no home advantage, and bio-bubbles. This feeling is all too familiar. Last year, with the COVID-19 pandemic, we were kept at an arm’s distance from the experience of being stoked, with the zing stadiums provide. We craved to lose our voices, watch games with family and celebrate together. But here we are, COVID-19 is still knocking on our doors as we continue to hope and dream.
Despite these teething troubles, the tournament is here to bring joy and allow us to escape the monotony of life. The mania-termed IPL is here for another season of miracles, life-altering opportunities, friendly-banter, and nail-biting finishes. As I look around, fantasy teams, predictions and childish sacrifices are being made. Many are praying for their teams to meet with a happy ending while the rest want to experience the festivities this tournament brings.
Considering the unpredictable nature of this league, I asked my heart if it was ready for this IPL season. “I have been through this 14 times with you, I know what is coming my way. Will you relax now?” she said, rather sternly. I laughed and asked my mind the same question. “I am prepared to ignore the trolls but honestly, listen to your heart, and pray your team does well.” my mind yelled.
As a die-hard RCB fan, I have said a silent prayer to avoid heartbreak and as a cricket enthusiast, I have said a silent prayer, for I never want this period of “too much cricket” to end.
Before you close this tab, I have a question for you. Are you ready for Beyond The Pitch, one more time?
