In the withering footprints of time, memory frays and fades. Nothing is permanent. We all submerge in a sea of immeasurable eternity that has no beginning, no end. These thoughts surface from time to time, especially in the context of sporting icons whose great past is well behind them, or those who are on the verge of realising the limits of immortality.

One of the most traumatic images that haunts me even today, though nearly two decades have passed since I was a witness to it, is that of watching two of my idols dragging themselves off the ground with a painful limp. The 2007 World Cup in West Indies is remembered for India’s disastrous exit in the first round. I remember it more for watching two of the greatest athletes cricket has known struggling to hold their knees firm and walk wi

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