Watching the old VHS of the ’82 Asian Games final with my daughter last week, the commentator's passion reminded me of my uncle's radio. We could only listen then, but what fluid grace. Now, even my small jute co-operative runs on spreadsheets and bank memos. Rebuilding that kind of hockey, I sometimes think, would need less committee-talk and more of that same free-flowing schoolyard spirit, na?
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