Twist in the tale

The snapshot of the 11 best members of football varsity, carrying the brand of FIFA and comprising of all individuals of Spanish giants is still quite vivid in my mind map.No human is going to question the agility and skills of these great giants of Blaugranas and Los Blancos but something altered the course of thought of every individual on this planet. Something that will remain etched on the memory of every fan. Something that has been recorded in the black books and can nohow be removed. Something that flooded the wall of every facebook user with indelible trolls. So what happened that questioned the dominance of those who used to rule the roost of world football. The answer to this question in not elusive.

The annihilation of Barcelona and Real Madrid by German giants in the knock out clash of the most prestigious competition of the Europe might answer this query. A thumping defeat in a 9 goal thriller over the period of two days in which the mighty Spaniards were able to make the ball see the net only once. The echo of these successive defeats were heard in every corner of the world and this culminated with an elephantine question over the selection of world 11 by FIFA. Considering the fact that Chelsea and Bayern were the two   seeing the berth of Champions league final last year and the year before the red devils secured the spot.

If points tally or goals scored  are considered a criterion, there is not much disparity between the Spanish and German sides. The nourishment of youth is unparalleled in Bundesliga as compared to that on the Spanish turf. Blaugranas acclaimed youth foundation, La Mesia even failed to witness the quarter final of Next gen series. Talking of the Euro and World cups win by Spain, I have a dark shadow of doubt as CR7, the great great lio, Columbian forward Radamel and Brazilian right back made it through this mesmerizing squad but the irony is that these legends do not leg the ball for Spanish herd. This is the dilemma of many fans throughout the world as to why the mighty Lahm, Hummels, Robben, Ribbery, Muller can not make their way through a squad in which Pique and Alba squared their ways.

My question to FIFA is quite vivid, is there the need to engineer a world 11 every year when questions are being raised on your officiating every other day and even if you want to feel nostalgic about the performance of the dribblers or shielders, then start loving and respecting English and German football in the same way as the Spanish because they also know the skills of the game and they have demonstrated the same on front of your Spanish clubs by clobbering them.

Blues in my veins: Blues in my veins

Blues in my veins: Blues in my veins: No glorious past, no mesmerizing moments, no outstanding squad but I am not able to ascertain the reason why I started supporting a club, ...

Blues in my veins

No glorious past, no mesmerizing moments, no outstanding squad but I am not able to ascertain the reason why I started supporting a club, which was a normal club per se. Whether that was due to inflow of Rubles or due to the manoeuvre and brilliance of Jose that blue started flowing in my veins instead of red. Guys this is not due to lack of haemoglobin but it was a conglomeration of enthusiasm and love for the blues that I started loving a game which seemed mundane to others. I started liking Chelsea to such an extent that I sometimes in my day dreams started considering myself a part and parcel of this soccer varsity. This club carries the name of a famous district of London on the bank of Thames river and in literal sense means a ‘chalk landing place’. Many moons ago, in 1901 this club came into existence, since then a long journey of struggle finally crowned them the English champions in 2004-05 under Master Jose, this phase is considered to be the rejuvenation of the blues. Hitherto, they have coined their names on all big competitions in Europe including the most prestigious Champions Cup.

I, as a Layman loved the game of the Londoners to such an extent that I became besotted with its spirit. I started feeling the doppelganger of my country in this club. The love for India and Chelsea coalesced and made me sad with every disappointing moment, wetted my eyes with their every success and sometimes made me feel nostalgic about some of the past memorabilia as if it happened with me only. I have never ever experienced a feeling like that in my life for a name. A name, so mighty and audacious that the mightiest Blaugranas got haunted by their meager thought, a feeling, so exiting and delirious which can make you go places.

Ups and downs are a part of a game and so the blues had to face but battling all those circumstances and emerging out as favorites in Europe makes them invincible. This is the feeling only a true blue can understand, when your every beat strokes her name, when your every thought is clouded by her memories. The only varsity in Europe that faced a dearth of coaches, each alternate season witnessing a new boss and even then keeping them calm and composed, adapting the new and changed formats of the game to forbid all the mishaps and emerging as champions and meeting the mightiest of the opponents none the less in the battle field to achieve all the glories.

A heap of so many memories of the blues never shrouds a meager one. May you prosper and achieve roaring successes in the years to come and may the endearment of the fans never leave you for a short while. Love you Blues, now, today and forever.