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I'm an ordinary kid like millions, unlike a few thousands who are exceptional. But my love,passion, energy, enthusiasm, craziness for this team is always at the zenith. Few years back untill the structural changes took place in the this Team  I hadn't really supported any team my heart out in this cash rich, glamorous tournament. 2011 was the year when three important players of their own countries were playing in one team. It felt to me like the pieces of puzzle were falling into their own places. Since 2011, I had never stopped supporting for a moment, atleast. If somebody were to ask my "Who's my love?" I'd happily answer with a grin on my cheeks "It's RCB" I have fallen in love with them since 2011. I forget may family, friends or whoever I'm attached to during the game time. As if the world has come to a halt. We lost on many occasions, too many, but we showed what we play for. We showed when we go out we go out all guns blazing, The on...

Manjeri. I strained my eyes to look across the road.  I could see an old man making tea in his own stall.  4 am in the morning, it was hard to find anybody out here in Manjeri. I was waiting for Kailash Uncle to call me up so that he could get me a lodge where I can sleep peacefully. I was emotionally disturbed. I was cursing my fate like an angry fan who shouts at the oppostion team's player. Sometimes I even showed middle finger to my fate whenever something went unprecedented. The whole sequence was going in my mind.   Few minutes later Kailash Uncle showed up paved me way to  his offfcial room in the Manjeri Medical Hospital. He is a Doctor. I sat in the chair and he lied down on the bed which was supposedly a patient's bed. Who gives a qualm when nobody is watching.  I was so exhausted my eyes closed sooner than I expected. When I opened my eyes he was ready to go, asked me for breakfast and he dropped me off at a lodge which is known by the ...