The stadium roars, a sea of cheer,
But some watch from couches, far from the sphere.
In offices lit with a fluorescent glare,
Or homes where fans sink deep in a chair.
A football flies, a cricket ball spins,
Each game unfolds with losses and wins.
But louder than boots, or bat on seam,
Are voices off-screen, armed with their dream.
“Should’ve passed right!” one shouts with might,
Mouth full of chips, eyes blazing bright.
“He should’ve ducked, not tried that hook!”
Another sighs, nose deep in a book.
They curse the keeper, blame the pitch,
Critique the field with every twitch.
Each miss, each slip, becomes a tale—
Of what they’d do, if they set sail.
“He’s too slow—look at that pace!
If I were there, I’d own that space!”
Never mind the months of drills,
The sweat, the cramps, the mental hills.
“He can’t bat! That edge was luck!”
They sip their tea, feel smug and stuck.
In cubicles or living rooms they dwell,
With tales of glory they’ll never tell.
Yet somehow, these watchers stir the game,
Their passion wild, their tone the same.
Though they never ran down flanks or bowled,
Their hearts beat fast, their spirits bold.
They coach from couches, lead from chairs,
Command whole teams with pointed stares.
A million minds, a billion dreams—
All playing loud in pixel streams.
The striker hears none of this noise,
Nor does the bowler feel the poise
Of fingers tapping on remote controls,
Or texts like “He missed! Typical roles.”
Still, let them talk—these backseat kings,
Whose words fly high like pigeon wings.
Their cheers, their jabs, their Monday rants,
Are stitched in sport like lucky chants.
For sport is more than pitch or field,
It’s the joy that every fan must wield.
Whether in boots or business suits,
All dream of netting perfect shoots.
So here’s to the match—the sweat and storm,
And to living rooms where legends form.
They may not score, or dive, or dribble,
But their hearts, like drums, forever quibble.
In every home, on every screen,
Lies a player chasing his unseen dream.
The match goes on, both fierce and fine,
With every fan shouting, “That win was mine!”
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