Cricket world Cup 2015 Semi-Finals
will always be remembered in years to come for umpteen reasons. It was not less
than a war between two arch rivals as they have the history of thrashing each
other in the past to become world champions. On one hand, India was on a
winning spree and hasn't lost a single match; Australia, on the other hand, was
ready with the war chest having the leverage of being on their home ground. It
was quite conspicuous that both the teams were desperately vying to get the top
spot by any means.
Winning the toss is definitely a
matter of fluke which happened in the favour of Australia. As the game
progressed, tiger tried its level best to tailgate the Kangaroo but it had
already made a big leap and set a monumental target for the tiger. Tiger roared
and uproared in the beginning but fizzled out very soon. Tiger was waiting for
that one eureka moment which will change and expunge all previous mistakes but
it never happened as this was not its own Jungle. Finally the tiger surrendered
itself much behind the target line of glory and fame.
A die hard Indian supporter was
extremely perplexed as to how to react. The disappointment and agony for loss
of match with Australia superseded and outshined the pride of winning seven
consecutive matches, including the match with Pakistan which in itself is
another world cup for Indians. Are we right to lambaste and take out our anger
on each single player including their spouse or spouse equivalents? Is it fair
to burden our favourite team with the expectations of 125 million people when
they are already under severe pressure of facing the defending champions on
their home ground? Does that mean the entire journey of India so far has been
intoxicated with retrospective effect? Well rationally, morally and pragmatically
the answer should be a big no but in reality its yes.
There is nothing wrong in
supporting our own country but it should not be at the cost of putting our
sportsmanship on mortgage. We should also learn to cherish those moments which
made us feel proud even when the final verdict was not in our favour. Why do we
always feel happy for the loss incurred by our rivals? We should understand
that both the teams are known as traditional rivals because there is stiff
competition between two teams and it’s not possible to finish the match in our
favour in abracadabra style. The exasperation might be justified, had India
been lost to a weaker team. It’s farcical, shameful and demeaning to the
sportsmanship when people fan the flames of culpability by burning effigy of
Anuskha Sharma across the country. How can one blame and find one spectator
responsible for the loss of match in a crowd of more than 42,000. This is not true
love for the country or for the team but that’s like parking your anger wherever
the parking is available.
Love and hatred both can always
be expressed sensibly. One need not mark nadir in their thought process or go
moron for expressing these emotions. Victory and defeat are a part of each game
and we should always embrace both in a sublime way. It’s quite natural to feel
anguished and dejected for not being able to continue the legacy of being a
champion but we need not blurt it out on others. When we are hoping for the
best we should always be prepared for the worst as well. In such a long journey
of glory one knee jerk can definitely stop our journey but can’t take back the
bliss which we have experienced throughout the journey.
