The Grand Finale

Seems like I have been doing only tags and tags :) Shows how lazy I have become even to think and type. Grrrr.. Cmon, girl, pull up your salwar and socks!
I thought I must share a piece of happening with you all. Some news which we want to store in the memory box and keep retrieving to relive and what best way other than to write it down as a diary.

My hubby has been a sports-speaking-person. He belongs to the breed who can speak about sports and he claims he was the captain of his college team but I am yet to check out the story. I have never been into sports at all. I remember once finishing 4th in the 200 metre race, but did I miss telling you there were only 4 participants. You get the point!
So, when we realised that the finals of the IPL was going to be played at a stadium which was just a stones throw away from where we stay, hubby dear jumped up from the couch, threw the remote (while I couldnt believe my eyes), and ran around frantically until we had 4 tickets with us. I was not too keen on going but then I had never seen a cricket match live and so I agreed to join him with my 2 girls.

Now I must tell you that my elder one is one big Dravid fan. She dreams Dravid, she thinks Dravid and she sees Dravid - just short of eating him up! Younger one is a Dhoni fan... maybe even an air conditioner!
Coming to the event, we all have changed colours and sides ever since IPL started and how. I, for one, began supporting Mumbai Indians, shifted to Kolkatta, back to Mumbai Indians but finally settled on supporting Chennai Superkings. So much for my loyalty. In any case, on the D-Day, out came our bright yellow T-shirts. I wanted to carry 4 bottles of Coke, some wafers, some eatables, some tissues and was getting the whole backpack ready when I was informed by hubby dear that we are not going on a trip, mam. we are going to watch a match and they do not allow even one bottle of water inside the stadium What the @#$%$#%. Disappointed I was but then did not have much choice. Sighs!
Anyway, armed with binoculars, we eagerly and promptly reported to the stadium at 6. The program was supposed to start at 6:30
Let me briefly summarise my observations.
1) The stadium isnt as huge as it seems when viewed sitting in your living room inside a 29 inch box.
2) Closing ceremony was awesome. The laser show and the acrobatics were the highlights. Salman disappointed by being just an advertisement for his TV show that he hosts. The other dances were OK!
3) Anyone-who-is-someone-to-be-seen were at a distance. You need binoculars to look at them. Thats how I ogled at my childhood heart-throb Aamir Khan, while my young ones ogled at Dhoni :D
4) You cannot watch the wonderful expressions on the faces of the players. I tried to read their lips through the binocular to see if someone was calling another one monkey or some such but no luck.
5) The atmosphere is quite charged in stadiums and its addictive
6) I even managed to whistle (oh yes, I can do that with my two fingers pressed inside the lips;) a couple of times to the chagrin of my daughters who wanted to disown me right there!
7) We blew up a lot of money on Pepsi, Burger, Water and Ice Cream.
8) Just one day before the finals, a bomb was detected and defused in one of the auditoriums near our palce. So, I found myself checking for unclaimed bags.
9) Cheerleaders are as popular as the players.
10) I missed the running commentary but my neighbour compensated by calling up someone every now and then.
On the whole, it was a different but a wonderful experience. I do not know if I can sit through a test match or an ODI, but T-20 is a quickie to be enjoyed for sure. If a person like me, whose knowledge on the subject of cricket is zilch can write so much about it, then IPL is surely a hit and finale was grand indeed