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Cricket has always been an integral part of my life. Everyone in my family watches cricket with the same devotion as millions of Indians. But, my love of cricket is different. The power it has over me is different and I owe it all to one man only, @BrettLee_58
In 2008, I was only 12 but I was going through the worst phase of my life. Financial problems in family lead to such hardships that I shudder even today ,when I think of it. I had no one to talk to. 12 year olds don't share family problems with friends.
India had won the CB series which was a huge deal. I celebrated like everyone but in my heart, I was a little unhappy for the man whose extraordinary performance couldn't take Australia over the line. That man was the fastest bowler on earth, @BrettLee_58.
Then, 2008 brought something unique - Indian Premier League. The IPL storm took over the world. The fact that cricketers from all over the world were going to be in same coloured jerseys was fascinating. I only cared about one cricketer.
As a 12 year old, @BrettLee_58 was not only the best cricketer in the world but also the most handsome man on earth. I still stand by my sentiments. My love for Brett cancelled out things at home. I could finally share things with friends. I wasn't always sad any more.
And my friends also came through for me. I talked to them about Binga I'm school even during classes. They used to bring me pictures of Brett cut out from newspapers and magazines. I even used to wake up at 5 Am to watch his matches.
I had all his records, best performances, man of the matches, upcoming matches of Australia remembered on my fingertips. And that was all before I had access to the internet. Whenever I got internet access at friends' , I always searched for his pictures.
I even bought his album with Asha Bhonsle. I had no idea that CDs don't have videos and I was so pissed. Luckily, a friend downloaded the video for me. I was crazy for everything he did. I cried when he was injured and missed series. For me, cricket meant @BrettLee_58 .
I distinctly remember when he got injured during CWC 2011 quarter-final, I was sobbing and at least 3 people called to ask of I was okay. Even when Unindian released and he was on the Kapil show, my ex-classmates dm'd me. Like I would miss that.
When he finally bid good-bye to the game, I cried but not because I was sad. Of course, if it were on me, he'd play forever. But, As a fan, I was content with the career he had, the love he earned. The people he inspired
Only thing I would've loved more is a chance of meeting him. As a 12 year old ,I believed it with all my heart that I would meet him one day. As a 24 year old, I still do.
As I write this, I am wondering if it weren't for @BrettLee_58 , I would have never stopped being that sad girl in class, never would've made friends, never would have the love for cricket I have today. In a way, he saved me and I'll be forever grateful.
