25/06/2024
“IS THAT ALL?”
The above phrase is perhaps most heard in restaurants. Once we are settled at our tables and have decided what we want to consume, the waiter takes our order and ends the conversation with the above phrase, to which we usually nod in affirmation.
Unfortunately, last night, the Bangladeshi fans all seemed to run a restaurant together. We gained nothing in return. All we did was give, all we did was support, all we did was HOPE.
It’s quite common in our culture to leave family and scatter around the world once past a certain age. With a change in geographical location, comes varying time zones, schedules and lifestyles. However, the one spectacle we are all ready to witness is Bangladesh playing cricket.
Extra cups of coffee, curtailed sleep cycles, excessive snacking habits and unhealthy emotional investment are all crucial ingredients in the recipe that makes a Bangladesh fan. In return, all we get is usually a foul aftertaste.
As my friend/brother in despair, Nabi Bhai aptly stated last night, being passionate about sports involves watching the team you love give it their all and aim to win. Losses are frustrating but the intensity of the pain is reduced when one knows that their team simply tried. That is all we ask for.
However, in our situation, that is unfortunately too much to ask for. We sincerely ask for forgiveness for hoping that our senior statesmen play with the same passion that a youngster like Tanzim or Rishad plays with. We sincerely ask for forgiveness for imagining that playing out 5 dot balls when the team required 3 runs a delivery was not the right ploy. We sincerely ask for forgiveness for thinking that our team is as hungry as us fans for success.
I do not mean to be ungrateful. The coach did say that the Super 8 round was a bonus. Who am I to demand more from the team that I so love and adore?
We have apologised. When will you?