SUNAAD RAGHURAM writes: I have a tennis player-friend, a former office-bearer of one of the oldest and most reputed tennis clubs in Mysore, who was/is close to some of India's star tennis players.
Over a beer or two last evening, he told me of an incident that happened in Madras in 2001.
My friend was a shocked eyewitness to one of the most bizarre and completely nerve-wracking incidents in the life of undoubtedly two of the greatest tennis stars in the history of Indian tennis, Leander Paes and Mahesh Bhupathi.
An incident that unfortunately redefined not only the two players' close bond of friendship but also the very face and future of Indian tennis on the international circuit, especially in doubles play.
The Gold Flake Open was on in Chennai and the players were housed at the Taj. One evening at the hotel bar, the two players were having a good time. A few friends too, like my friend from Mysore, were part of the scene which was so full of warmth and good cheer until the dancing began.
One of the star duo wanted to dance with a particular Bollywood damsel, whose name did not begin with L or N, for whom he had more than a glad eye.
And so too did the other star. And herein hangs a tale.
Of envy, desire, ego, pelf and human frailty.
The two, clouded in the spirits of the evening began to tug at the damsel’s hand wanting her to dance with them. Both seemed quite unrelenting in their quest to ‘bag’ the lady.
And then all hell broke loose, my friend told me.
The two got physical, mercifully not with the young lady but with themselves. Tugging at each other’s shirts, punching each other in the face, pushing, shoving and screaming obscenities at each other, they made a ghastly spectacle.
And worse, the fight went on and on and the two ended up in the small passage between the rows of rooms on the fourth floor. The maniacal thudding of their bodies against the wall was a sickly reminder of how hollow, absurd and weak in the mind even the most celebrated of sporting icons can be.
By the time the pent up fury had been discharged, what was left was literally a pile of tattered clothes and of course, reputations.
The next day, at 3.30 pm, was slotted their doubles encounter. The two did get on to the court together. And quite tragically, lost the match. And along with that match perhaps, a huge slice of the magic they so routinely conjured up on the tennis courts across the world.
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Hurry… i would love to hear what you guys think about this.
Now since the reason for split is open, please tell us the name of Bollywood damsel whose name begins with L or N.
it is an old saying that fights happen between men because of three reasons zar, joru and zameen. It holds good in this case as well.
It is disgraceful for an event so monentous country lost the magic of two legends.
When two great people split no good happens
that is what happened between Shankar jaikishen, Satyajit Ray and his cameraman.
In all these cases both of them were losers
i heard the same story from a friend who was sports writer form Sify in chennai when this happened. this is not stardust gossip Lampard, this was an incident that derailed the best tessis pair in the world who made us proud every time they stepped on court.
It should be Mahima Chaudhry.
if u go by the averages of sportsmen falling for bar maids ..was it a barmaid in chennai?
Mahesh had hots for this skinny model Anupama Verma who was “mandated” by organisers to “provide entertainment” for players in the tournament..somebody i know – an eye witness – told me how Mahesh and this model were quite open about their intentions..
I am not sure if Anupama was chased by Paes as well
Wah! What a story! This brings to mind another triangle involving Yuvraj Singh, Deepika Padukone and MS Dhoni. Hear me, then, you lost souls…and hear me well:
Much like Kali had appeared before Tenali Rama, one day, the goddess of wisdom appeared before Mahendra Singh Dhoni with extended hands. In one hand was the Picture of Deepika Padukone – the epitome of feminine form and loveliness. In the other hand, was the future of Indian Cricket. The wisdom goddess posed the same query to him as Kali had many eons ago: “Choose, but one – the most beautiful woman you will ever have or the most successful career you will ever have. You cannot take both.” Dhoni took some time to ponder and the Goddess cried “Quickly! This is a buzzer round!” Dhoni grabbed the future of Indian Cricket with his right hand, but before he could do a Tenali, the goddess vanished.
She had an appointment with Yuvraj Singh. Again, same situation. Only this time, she appeared to him as ‘Morpheus,’ as only a digital projection of a mental self could knock reason into yuvi’s Bhangra brain.
Morpheus held out two hands. On right hand he held the blue celebrity shagg pill with a logo of Deepika Padukone and some other future starlets still in their teens who he could shagg later. The other left hand held the red pill of class batsmanship – a future of becoming the fulcrum of Indian batting for many years. The Red pill shone with 30 centuries in both forms of the game. Because Yuvi is a left-hander, he used his left hand to grab the blue pill and was about to grab the red pill with his right hand when Morpheus vanished into thin air ( making it “slightly thicker” as Richard Armour would say!)….
All this happened before the Australian tour commenced. Yuvraj’s emotions had got the better of him in a decision that required reasoning skills.
Dhoni was aware that being the future of Indian cricket would make him utterly shaggable to starlets anyway. He opted for the smart choice. Yuvraj on the other hand…well, it was a bitter pill to swallow. Let’s hope it has lodged itself somewhere in his throat and not gone down yet.
Your post is viciously and hilariously anti-shagadelic. Coming to the original post, I am sorry to say that Lee and Hesh must be first-rate morons in not being able to share the spoils!
Your post is hilarious and proof of your tremendous creative skills up north.. ‘bhangra brain’ was off the charts.. beautiful concoction of words saar… must say, very shagadelic baby…
Coming to the real point.. Lee and Hesh are the biggest losers on mother earth.. Flushing god-given talent and (more importantly) magical on-court chemistry down the drain for some Bollywood slut is a travesty.. but there’s way more than meets the eye here…………..
Precisely, so what is that “more” that meets the eye? This “pent up” fury must have existed long before the dance, and there must be a reason for it.
Who will report this to the sports ministry?
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“Three In One”