Friday, May 29, 2009

A poetry in motion

(Picture: CBS Sports)

When Lionel Messi outjumped Rio Ferdinand and Nemanja Vidic to head in Barcelona's second goal in the Champions League final against Manchester United late Wednesday night, it seemed as if time stood still. The smallest man on the pitch that night in Stadio Olimpico looked like he was suspended in air for a few seconds, hanging by an invisible thread whose other end was at tied to the finger of God himself, before he connected to Xavi's perfectly weighted cross from the right and placed it to Edwin van der Sar's left. It was like watching in freeze frame before it gets sucked in motion.Comparisons would be hard to find for this goal. The closest I could come to was the 2005 film Goal, when Santiago Munez scores the winner for the Magpies against Liverpool with that free-kick. Just before he takes the shot, time freezes, as it did the other night for Manchester United and millions of their fans worldwide.It was a combination of imaginative play, technical brilliance and Pep's reading that did enough damage to Sir Alex's proud record. He erred in not playing like Chelsea did against Barcelona in the semi-final -- a match even die hard Barca fans would admit was won by default.Allowing space to the dangerous Messi, who was shifted to the middle of the troika, whose other arms were Henry and Eto'o. With Iniesta and Xavi orchestrating the midfield and Puyol marshalling the defence from an unaccustomed right full back position, United looked completely out of depth, something they have rarely been these past few years. But Rome was different. Barca and Pep took football out of the confines of the drawing room into the realms of poetry. That's what it was that night, a poetry in motion.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Sen & sensibilities

Well, in this world of technologically advanced people, would prefer to call myself a bit of a bluggard??? (no idea what it means or whether it's got any meaning or not, but rhyming has been a curse i have been carrying since the roses are red violets are blue, you love me and i love you days... sorry for digressing again, fact is i thought of 'bluggard' for someone who -- not evrybody has to conform to it, it's me that i am talking about -- writes blogs rather infrequently! U can call me a blue-guard as well, won't mind!!!)
Uff! have worked up such a sweat already. Why am i here?
Remember Aung San Suu Kyi, offcourse you do... a lot of storm had and is still being created the world over for unlawfully detaining her. We Indians have protested the death of democracy in Myanmar...
But what about Dr Binayak Sen?
Binayak who?
A doctor, who left the world of riches to work with the poor-- providing them with healthcare, friendly counsel besides becoming a champion of civil rights. The last part was what the Chattisgarh government didn't like.
So, they put him in jail and like Suu Kyi and others before and after her, declared him a threat to the state.
He was released on bail yesterday, after almost two years.
While cyclone aila ripped Bengal, sardars clashed in Punjab, the Congress government fretted over portfolios, Gilchrist and his band of super chargers were speaking about turn arounds, Dr Sen walked out.
Talk about democracy and this is where it leads one to. But Dr Sen's ordeal isn't over yet with the Chattisgarh CM still baying for blood. However, one lives in hope, cliched though it may sound.
While we remember Suu Kyi and the greats, do spare a thought for this unassuming doctor.