An Eye for it!

There has been a lot of jabber about the London Olympics at home. Apps have been down loaded, the channels have been set for switching effortlessly  and seamlessly to watch it. Alarms have been set in the wee hours of the night when Usain Bolt was going to be on action. Honestly with my schedule I could never have managed the late night watching and that too middle of the week. I personally am glad for all the energy all the games has instilled into my girl. She has been passing very serious, thought provoking and witty comments about shooting, swimming, badminton, tennis(she will support Djokovich as I am a Federer fanJ), Gymnastics, Pole vault, high jump, diving and of course the tracks and basketball. For me, it was seeing the London Eye and the spectacular country side as the cyclists made their way. She adds," J.K Rowling got her Harry Potter idea when she was crossing the King's Cross station."

There is a big OOH and HAAA about the ‘dunks’ the giants of the USA basketball team seem to perform. The whole week and the next one saw her snatch a few minutes to go down to play basketball with whoever she could convince to play with her. Quite a rage it has created in her. She just plays the first five for her school for matches with other schools in the country. That said, its but in great happiness that I admit that the game was never addressed with such a lot of enthusiasm as it has been now. No matches coming as yet and yet a great amount of passion stirred to just play. While the whole of last year I have been harping on just going down and playing for the joy of playing basketball it quite happened automatically this year. Thanks to the 2012 London Olympics.

“Amma that’s Kobe Bryant. He looks the best and plays the best! His free throw success rate is 99.99%” While she saw me show an expression of dislike for the face, she turned to her dad and he confirmed, “Yes she is right! The best looking of the lot.". She then adds," And watch out for his passes. He has strategies when he passes!”  She also distinguishes between good play and good looks when I made a ‘stupid’ comment to check out her opinion. She has strong ideas and has a strong vocabulary too when she condemns my shallow understanding of players and their capabilities. I’m glad for the first time to be verbally beaten. There is a certain pleasure in it!

Sports has in it the unique power to stir energy. It builds the inner walls of our personalities. It then lends itself to the other things we do outside the tracks and fields. When her hands go up in joy and the fingers refresh the statistics page on my iphone, every now and then, as she watches the Olympics, I know not what her future holds. But one reassuring thought crosses my mind. Its in these innumerable passionate moments that she will find her winning ways. A grit and need to think, reflect, rejoice, win, lose, analyze, strategize and yet stay in it to enjoy the game and its magic.

People, for me that’s what the Olympics this year was all about!