As I Take The Field........

Cracker of a game yesterday, Brazil vs Netherlands. The tension, when the dutch were a goal down, the excitement every time Kaka combined with Robinho and Fabiano, the love that flows straight from the heart every time Arjen Robben moved the ball from the right flank. This is 'The Beautiful Game.' My love for this game is inexplicable. When I was young, I wanted to be a footballer. I shared it with my chum buddy. He was really supportive. Idiots, we were at that stage of life. I had a solid plan. Study hard, get into Cambridge, take a loan from Allahabad Bank, start in a small club and move up to Liverpool. I remembered my dream and my grand plans for it just yesterday. Then again I fell in love with 'The Beautiful Game'. The child in me was back. It was screaming every time the dutch scored and it oohed every time they missed their target. After a long time, my mind and heart were one, and they were doing salsa together. In this one moment which has stretched till now, time stops, heart races and somewhere inside me a small guy says," Come On!!!!!"