Some books deserve to be held with warmth and love close to the reader's chest once done. Bleachers is one such book. In a small town called Messina, celebrated soccer players gather after many years to pay homage to their veteran coach Rake as he is about to breathe his last. This unfortunate moment also turns out to be a time for reflection for these players who are now the shadows of their former selves. As they wait to bid farewell to their beloved coach, the chaps dwell on the bittersweet moments they had shared with Rake. Only Grisham can produce an animated football show through carefully chosen words to his readers. The commentary part of the novel transports the readers to a stadium filled with frenzied crowd. I have not been a football fanatic but those few pages made me want to know and understand the terms and jargons used in such an exciting game. Grisham has beautifully blended human sentiments, sportsmanship, team spirit and vigour. Bleachers is. a wonderful rendition of what goes on in Soccer Field beyond scoring goals.
THE CHARIOT OF OUR ANGELS! After so many phases of colour transformations, finally, our bus has become yellow....Yellow????.sigh........ Anyway, I've seen blue with penguins but not this. Sometimes I hate our buses for chasing us away with our books and lunch boxes during the casual turns...so much remodelling..so many cras.....ssshhhesss... oopsie!!! I didn't mean to say that...Well..now it's a vibrant bucket of bolts...good! THE GRAND GATEWAY! It's hard for me to not keep thinking about our old watchman. Sharp at 8:45 these huge pair of gates would be closed.There would be a little door too...for other people to enter..and the notice board that you see right there always captivated us during monsoons....we'd wait for some holiday notes to be written so we could run back home. Emails or Phones or WhatsApp didn't exist then. Though these gates did scare us a few times...it very well taugh...
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