The journey that was...

This poem was written for my favourite team Royal Challengers Bangalore. It was for a contest called 'Memoirs of IPL' and I won the first prize for it. Do have a read. (Note: It was written before Champions League, Sept- Oct 2011)

It started with a win like we knew it would

With the next game also in the bag the journey got almost as good as it could.

But then we lost our way along the path with losses on the trot

We needed a whiff of joy that the City of Joy had brought.

There Gayle announced his arrival with 6s and 4s

Where began our streak of wins, opening doors after doors.

Not only did Gayle blow away the teams

Our bowling came good with Arvind rightly tackling the seams.

Red, Blue and Gold turned to a natural green

And from Bangalore, we sent Kochi back to their land serene.

Our juggernaut of wins came to a halt in the hills

Where dear old Gilly and his Punjab gave us the shocks and thrills.

We sailed to the final 4 with a easy victory

How we started and where we reached seemed nothing less than a history.

At the top of the league table, that’s where we belonged

With wishes, accolades and love our RCB stars were thronged.

It was a bit of a juggle as we lost the easy way to the final stage

But a second chance was all we needed and Mumbai Indians came under our carnage.

All came down to the finals where we faced the Yellow crew

It was the spicy sambhar against the enticing coffee brew.

The day was not ours and outplayed were we,

The loss was disheartening for us to see.

Things go wrong only to remind us to try harder for the next time to come

And lets not deny the RCB men gave us many highs and not rarely but often and a sizable some.

The Champions League is where we’ll stamp our authority

We in our Red, Blue and Gold will, for sure this time, establish our superiority.