Appa brought me filter coffee today just when I was stuck on a geometry construction — and I tell you, that first sip felt more precise than any DRS decision. But all these pixel-peeping debates remind me of the time my younger sister tried to measure my geometry box with a frayed scale; you can zoom in all you want, but if the original line was drawn with a dull pencil, no amount of digital magic gives you certainty. The vulnerable one here is the umpire on the field — paavam, he sees the ball live at full speed, and we sit with AC and replay. Let the technology assist, but seri, let the man with the blue shirt and the worn-out cap have the final call.

Appa brings me filter coffee when I’m deep in coaching notes, and I’ve started timing my breaks with Puneri Paltan’s raid timings—seri, that’s my study strategy. But seeing the crowd expect a title defence every single year paavam, even my geometry compass clicks sound nervous. The pressure on the boys is real, but I trust the system that got them here—inherited practice, not committee noise. Let’s see who gets hurt hardest if the nerves show on the mat.