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The episode of Dropped catch was overpowered by the strong teamship by the team, which stood in solidarity behind me. The negative soul was shown the door for his arrogance. The individuals can win you few matches, but team support, when the need rises, saves from embarrassments.  This was my final year in competitive cricket. Thou, I can say it now. At that point of time, I didn't knew it was my last year. We succeeded in several matches, tournaments and uplifted our games to a very high level. The cricket season ended. The summers started. The eastern part of North India get summers early. The district boards get the district league tournaments before the heavens start pouring. This is a tough period to be on the ground throughout the day. The sun literally suck your fluids, without using a straw. It is a time, when people get sick due to heat. April 2003, the district league has started. Luckily, it was held in the stadium we used to practice, on the pitches made for Ranji Troph...

This is the story of early 2000s.  I was selected as a field captain for my team. To all who are not aware of the role of field captain, the person has literally no power, except managing the practice sessions, calls out bowlers to bowl, batsmen to pad up, shout out last round or plead people to take a round of the ground and stretch. It's a pathetic job. I have played for larger and bigger clubs earlier. But due to time constraints and cut short the travel time, I was looking for a club nearby. There were three clubs, the MP YCC, promoted and sponsored by then Member of Parliament of my region. And one was a low profile looking Azad Club, bunch of spirited but not so promising. Third one was youngest and naive. Since, I had to cut short my number of outside matches, so that I can have spare time for my college cricket practice, studies and college classes, I chose the third one. It was once a most prominent clubs, but after retirements of its stalwart, the club was under inexperie...