The Captain

He had been their most successful captain. Hell he had taken over in tough times from a captain who had lost most and had ended up confusing the boys. But this chap had come in - fresh with new ideas - firm on principles and high on determination.

Slowly but steadily he had realised that all this team needed was a bit of direction and loads of motivation. So he set about identifying the best talent - previously ignored and decided to put his weight right behind them. Soon the starlets who had shone in a couple of matches and then marched themselves into oblivion were suddenly back in contention. They were given an extended run - they were mentored and lo and behold they were topping the performance charts.

He had given the team a sense of purpose and belonging. A goal - a belief that they could mix with the best and give as it came. That they too could shoot higher than the rest.

And that transformed the team - that transformed the performance and catapulted the team into one of the best - into being one of the most potent teams - a team that could be relied on.

And the team now looked upto that man who had made it all possible for a little trust and belief had indeed gone a long way.

But today was not about the journey that had been. Today was about the announcement he had in hand - that he was to play his last series here and that he was to leave the boys to fend for themselves. That he had no other choice really in the matter - he just had to move on to his new role, it was almost a diktat that he had to go. And he expected the boys to take it on their chin and move on. But try as he did - he could quite digest the fact that this dream was over and that a new one had to start.

He went through his words over and over again - trying to finalise the ones he could deliver that would soften the blow. And just as he had the ideal words on hand, his coach rushed in and told him that he had broken the news.

The captain - apprehensive walked in to face his team - he expected a barrage of anger for letting the announcement happen through the coach. But the crestfallen hopeless faces were not what he expected. The young stars who owed their all to him, who thought their future was tied to his remaining the captain had taken it badly.

But the captain had to leave - his work here was done - the fruits were ripe. He had had his pleasure seeing them ripen. The sweet taste could be enjoyed by the successor - for the captain had other fields to pasture, a new role to crack.

For the thrill of starting over - the challenge of taming the unknown was something his kind could never turn down.