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Sometimes winning is everything!

"Chak De India" is so far my closest encounter with hockey. Never saw the game, so never got to appreciate it. But at the end every game is the same. A team effort to win. Superposition of different waves so that they are in the same phase.

I really liked the movie because it succeeded to depict the spirit of the game. A team can be made only if individuality is suppressed to a certain degree. And only such a team can dream of winning. The characterisation of the players was done well. I can easily remember the name and background of 10 out of the 16 players.

What can i say about Coach Kabir Khan? Even if the role was played by K K Menon (i kept thinking about him in the movie), the movie would have been equally good. However, Shahrukh Khan's inclusion did act as the initial crowd puller. The movie is running house-full. SRK has done full justice to the role. People are comparing this role to that of the NASA engineer of Swades. Lets not go that far. Mohan Bhargava will always remain my ideal man. Kabir Khan has a different place.

When did we last see "this" man? A man belonging to the minority community trying to prove that he is no traitor. He is proud of his country as much as others. I am reminded of Inpector Salim of Sarfarosh (played by Mukesh Rishi) who had to face a similar situation and goes out of the way to prove himself innocent. Kabir Khan is another such self-respecting man.
In the end, which sport is better- Hockey or Cricket? There cannot be a right answer. But i will freely express my view (as it is my blog). The answer is "Hockey". Reason: It is just a 70 min game. Same pressure for performance but less time. Also, for viewers it is better as less time gets wasted. :)
"Woh kya hai ki humaari hockey mein chhakke nahi hote"
Kabir Khan in Chak De


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