Hi all,
Next week by this time, a great career will end , a giant innings which lasted for my whole lifetime so far will end.
He made his International Debut in November 1989, while I was still hearing lullabies from my mom.
He would have been a sensation right at that point of time, by refusing to go out for medical attention when Waquar Younis hit him couple of times with his pace and bouncers.
There was no Google that time, no online streaming, probably computers were there only in the United States, people were hearing Live Commentary in Radio and that's how they would have followed the match .
Destiny or Coincidence, he made his debut in mother of all clashes, India vs Pakistan, test match.
A test match, as the name signifies its a real test, and to make a debut in the mother of all clashes, would have made him ready for the responsibility of shouldering the hopes of 1.2 billion people, each and every time he makes his way to the center. There could not be a better debut for such a great player.
The footage inset shows how lethal the fury of bowlers, and how the master endured them.
There are 'n' no of references or websites where you can find what records he has made, what records he has broken.
He has played all the shots in the book, and would have added some pages to the book as well.
Fast forward, and some 23 years later he is still playing, while most of the people who were born with me are not even having a cricket bat or a matter of fact any sporting equipment with them.
I was fortunate enough to see the master twice so far, obviously not so close, but that's how one gets the glimpse of God.
First time I went to see him, sad to the fans it is what they call as 'Dry Day' as Sachin did not come out to bat that day. But nevertheless, I saw him field, for even the simplest of the fielding work, which any 16 year old cricketer would do, the whole ground cheered. The whole stadium was waiting for the ball to go near the master as to see him in action.
Two years later,
I saw the master and his willow work this time, I had seen his straight drive once, and that made my day that time in the stadium. Every ball he played, there was full cheer in the stadium, every single he scored was cheered and greeted by everyone in the ground to the level best they can.
That was the time I realized what actually Sound pollution means, and it was a very short innings of Sachin, he had got out soon, but nevertheless I got a feel that there was some huge cracker which lasted for 61 minutes, no matter what he scored , or as a matter of fact no matter whether he even touched the ball or left it for its own good, the ground was cheering and buzzing.
I forgot to take video of the moment he came out to bat, due to the excitement of seeing him. But the video here was taken when he entered the ground after lunch break, and every time I see that video, it still reminds me of the moment which is in my memory and not in the memory card of his first ball that day. He had already scored 4 runs by that time, but the video gives an impression like as if he has just entered the ground. The ground was half empty as people were just returning after lunch, but the sound would definitely not give that impression.
Though the clarity and depth of the video is very poor, it was taken with my basic Nokia phone, but it will be one video which I will always cherish.
I had felt the pulse of heart beat of the thousands of the people that day in the jam packed ground, full anxious and prayers and cheer whatever. There is no word which can describe that feeling of facing his first ball, for him it is probably just one among the fifty thousand odd balls he faced, but for the rest of us every ball he faces is 'The ball'.
I had felt what a heartbreak would sound like , when the cheer and buzzing in the ground stopped, when his wickets were castled and the whole ground became silent as though someone had put a full soundproof system to shield everyone's ears.
There are some good amount of memories which he had given me, I can still remember the century against Australia in Sharjah in the semifinal, comibined with Tony Greig and Ravi Shashtri's commentary, it would still give goose bumps each and everytime I see it.
The walk he took that day back from the center to the pavilion was taken by many players, but the way he did it justified The Gentleman's Game.
Considering the match situation and his personal form, the decision to walk was such a decision that for sure , Mother cricket would have definitely felt proud of her son, and so did all Indians and Cricket followers.
The furious 98 against Pakistan , which had the pace trio of Akram , Akthar , Waqar Younis ,in a world cup match in Centurion,
the epic 200* against South Africa, becoming the first man to reach the milestone 200.
His contribution to world Cricket is widely known, I dont consider his runs scored or centuries taken as his greatest contribution, but his commitment and dedication as the contribution to cricket, that has inspired people and made them play and has given rise to younger talent coming in.
For all the dedication he has shown in the field, for the commitments and sacrifices he has shown both on and off the field, he is truly an legend.
Though his stature his small, he has surmounted peaks ,which no one else could dream of.
Players come and go, Legends will remain.
The game will always miss the Legend, and so will I.
Bye til next,
Next week by this time, a great career will end , a giant innings which lasted for my whole lifetime so far will end.
He made his International Debut in November 1989, while I was still hearing lullabies from my mom.
He would have been a sensation right at that point of time, by refusing to go out for medical attention when Waquar Younis hit him couple of times with his pace and bouncers.
There was no Google that time, no online streaming, probably computers were there only in the United States, people were hearing Live Commentary in Radio and that's how they would have followed the match .
Destiny or Coincidence, he made his debut in mother of all clashes, India vs Pakistan, test match.
A test match, as the name signifies its a real test, and to make a debut in the mother of all clashes, would have made him ready for the responsibility of shouldering the hopes of 1.2 billion people, each and every time he makes his way to the center. There could not be a better debut for such a great player.
The footage inset shows how lethal the fury of bowlers, and how the master endured them.
There are 'n' no of references or websites where you can find what records he has made, what records he has broken.
He has played all the shots in the book, and would have added some pages to the book as well.
Fast forward, and some 23 years later he is still playing, while most of the people who were born with me are not even having a cricket bat or a matter of fact any sporting equipment with them.
I was fortunate enough to see the master twice so far, obviously not so close, but that's how one gets the glimpse of God.
First time I went to see him, sad to the fans it is what they call as 'Dry Day' as Sachin did not come out to bat that day. But nevertheless, I saw him field, for even the simplest of the fielding work, which any 16 year old cricketer would do, the whole ground cheered. The whole stadium was waiting for the ball to go near the master as to see him in action.
Two years later,
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That was the time I realized what actually Sound pollution means, and it was a very short innings of Sachin, he had got out soon, but nevertheless I got a feel that there was some huge cracker which lasted for 61 minutes, no matter what he scored , or as a matter of fact no matter whether he even touched the ball or left it for its own good, the ground was cheering and buzzing.
Though the clarity and depth of the video is very poor, it was taken with my basic Nokia phone, but it will be one video which I will always cherish.
I had felt the pulse of heart beat of the thousands of the people that day in the jam packed ground, full anxious and prayers and cheer whatever. There is no word which can describe that feeling of facing his first ball, for him it is probably just one among the fifty thousand odd balls he faced, but for the rest of us every ball he faces is 'The ball'.
I had felt what a heartbreak would sound like , when the cheer and buzzing in the ground stopped, when his wickets were castled and the whole ground became silent as though someone had put a full soundproof system to shield everyone's ears.
There are some good amount of memories which he had given me, I can still remember the century against Australia in Sharjah in the semifinal, comibined with Tony Greig and Ravi Shashtri's commentary, it would still give goose bumps each and everytime I see it.
The walk he took that day back from the center to the pavilion was taken by many players, but the way he did it justified The Gentleman's Game.
Considering the match situation and his personal form, the decision to walk was such a decision that for sure , Mother cricket would have definitely felt proud of her son, and so did all Indians and Cricket followers.
The furious 98 against Pakistan , which had the pace trio of Akram , Akthar , Waqar Younis ,in a world cup match in Centurion,
the epic 200* against South Africa, becoming the first man to reach the milestone 200.
His contribution to world Cricket is widely known, I dont consider his runs scored or centuries taken as his greatest contribution, but his commitment and dedication as the contribution to cricket, that has inspired people and made them play and has given rise to younger talent coming in.
For all the dedication he has shown in the field, for the commitments and sacrifices he has shown both on and off the field, he is truly an legend.
Though his stature his small, he has surmounted peaks ,which no one else could dream of.
Players come and go, Legends will remain.
The game will always miss the Legend, and so will I.
Bye til next,
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