On Match Fixing
Sampath came from Bangalore,
and I came from Madras (I prefer English names of places as it is classy,
unlike the politicised ones). We both had a lot in common. The only issue was
that Bangaloreans generally looked down upon Madrasis. I believe they had pubs affordable
by college students and we didn’t have! As a matter of fact, even now. Now that
made a huge difference in our cosmopolitan, cultural outlook, as per them. That
was one thing I lost out on, while I was abreast with him on most other things.
He was good at racquet
games and cue sports. He was not into field games like football. Now I was into
most of the field games as also into racquet games and cue sports. The game of "Pool”,
was not even heard of those days by which I mean more than two score and five years
ago. And in any case, it is no patch to the class of Billiards and Snooker.
Sampath looked at field games with disdain. So, it was incumbent on me to match
him game for game in his turf.
We happened to be
together for three years at a stretch as we underwent our Integrated Degree
Engineering Course from 1975 to 1978. In fact, that is where we met, though we
were course mates right from our training days at the Officers Training School.
It didn’t take us long to get on swimmingly. It started with the game of
Bridge. We became regular partners as we seemed to be on the same wavelength. I
knew his Spades and he knew my Hearts, so to say.
Table Tennis was a game in which our
understanding of each other came to the fore in full mast. It was uncanny how
we could anticipate each other's movements and actions. Not that we conquered
many peaks, but there was tremendous satisfaction at our own combination, even
in our losses. If the opponents were better, they were. That's it.
Our real challenge of each other was in Cue sports, meaning
Billiards and Snookers. We went hell for leather at each other but with utter
subtlety on the green baize. And it was a see-saw! My heart swells with pride
when I say that when we were at the table, a crowd used to form to watch us
executing the finesses. Oh! Those were the days! We were considered the best by
all in the Institution. But overall, he was a few notches better than me in
Snookers and I, a shade better in Billiards.
And then the Billiards
and Snooker Competition came up. That’s when I came face to face for the first
time to a kind of fixing. Now there was this fellow who took it upon himself to
organise the cue sports without taking part in it himself (to explain that,
would be a massive digression). In the draw for Billiards, he put us in
different halves, but in Snooker, he put us against each other in the first
round. Why he had to do that baffled and disappointed us. He had nothing to
gain from the looks of it. I tried to tell him about seeding and all that, but
he remained unmoved. Even to some others who tried to reason out with him, he
was adamant. Point to note is that the draw was made by himself and not by a
team.
Well, as the
tournament progressed with Billiards first, Sam, as we all called Sampath, lost
in the second round. It seemed then that I stood a good chance. So, I told him,
"Sam, in Snooker, I will give you a walkover. But you must promise me to
win the Snooker cup, irrespective of where I stand in Billiards". Sam, by
the way, is a kind of a shy introvert. Never an aggressive type. So, he just
half nodded. Sam progressed comfortably in Snooker. The finals of both
Billiards and Snooker were held on the same day, with our Commandant and his
entourage in attendance. As it would have it, I won the Billiards championship beating
a fire-breathing Uppal, a rotund, jovial Khalsa, another coursemate of ours and
Sampath won the Snookers! I regret I do not remember who came runner up to him.
That didn't seem important. Sampath's winning was all that mattered.
After the prize distribution,
Sam, Prasanna, Mac (Machado) and I who were a gang already (a 3 : 1::
Bangalore : Madras combination), hit the bar to celebrate. And we did. At last,
it was time to stop and go home to our new wives of a year or two old. They
were not yet used to the vagaries of their husbands. They, however, had no
interest in two guys pushing some stray balls into some random pockets with
idiotic looking rods on a stupid looking green table foolishly for hours on end
- so dull - and thus never came to watch the coronation. On hindsight, Thank
the Lord for that!
I realised that I was too
fuzzy to ride my Vespa. Sam took the key from me, and I clung on as pillion. Prasanna
and Mac were dishonest. They didn’t admit to their conditions. Prasanna said
“wheeeee” and took off at break-neck speed on his Vespa. Mac on his Lambretta
reached home but took about half-an-hour to get it on its stand as per Millie,
Mac's adorable, but at that point a consternated, wife! Prasanna barely managed
to escape an unsuspecting military truck which breezed on to the main road from
behind a wall. The startled truck driver of a Jawan managed to brake in time in
the middle of the night. So, Prasanna is alive to read this, if he cares. Meera,
the tall and stately Mrs Prasanna, broke into a cold sweat when the story was
told. Sam, ever the cool guy, took me home safely to my nonchalant wife and
walked to his nearby house, to a bewildered Pammy, otherwise a giggly and
happy-go-lucky Mrs Sampath.
Years later, much
after our retirement, I was fortunate to meet Sam in Bangalore, wherein we all
re-joined for Mac’s daughter’s wedding.
If I feel sad on any
one's death to such depth, it is Sam's. He passed away soon after the joyous
occasion, due to kidney failure. His match got fixed, unfairly, too soon.
Raj,
ReplyDeleteI definately remember the Tournament and the drinking. If you recollect the Barman was an elderly man byname Thomas who as the evening wore on got plenty of his tipple while your drinks got to small pegs from large ones in terms of potency due to addition of water! Thanks to him we live to today to read the tale. Thanks for the write.
Prasanna
Of course, Prasanna. Who can forget Thomas!
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