Tuesday, October 02, 2007

well the dream is over...



When I was young and didn't understand the complexity and timings of tournaments I thought that Ireland won all their rugby games, for the sole reason that after every game there was a party. That is the genuine love of the game by the Irish fans and of course the fact that we'll throw a party for any occasion. But this time, I am in no mood to party. We have spent the last 4 years getting better and better only to crash out for the first time in the pool stages. Where were our strong boys in green? There was such hope...



Well next year in the 6 nations France will have it coming to them - they best be ready...



Living in India I did experience Cheering and Celebrating a for a team who, against the odds won the Twenty20 cricket world cup!!!! The first world cup for this type of the game and such a good tournament it was. It was a young and exuberant Indian team without their senior stars and they were brilliant. A final between Pakistan and India and down to the last few overs nothing could have been more exciting.



The celebrations in the city afterwards were SO amazing. We drove down the lake (in the centre of Hyderabad) and sat out of the windows, blasting music, tooting on our noise makers and generally cheering and yelling. As we came up to one of the busiest intersections traffic was at a stand still - kids were sitting on the roofs are cars, people were dancing in circles on the road, Indian flags and noise surrounded us. We jumped out of the car and joined them. Being the ONLY white person down there and the ONLY one in our group with the Indian Cricket Jersey on - I being the Mascot and for the first time enjoyed the stares and attention which also for the first time didn't not send shivers down my spine but seemed genuine.



This night also happened to be the night before the Immersion of Ganesha in the waters of the lake so there was added festivity of the early goers lowing their Ganesha's down into the lake, pelting each other with coloured powder, making noise and music, and throwing flowers around.



All in all it was a brilliant night - followed the next weekend by Frances frantically trying to find a "pub" (I use this word VERY LOOSELY as what kind of pub doesn't have all the sports channels available and cannot show the rugby because of it!?!?!?!?!) with the rugby one - to no avail. So the boys took me out to the fancy Italian place to take my mind off of things, and I spent $50 on a bottle of wine I"m sure would be $7 in a liquor store...the things you do...

posted by FDR @ 11:23 PM  

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