Dear Rahul Dravid,
I just read that you are likely to announce your retirement shortly. First of all, if indeed you have decided to go, I wish you all the best with your future endeavours, and a relaxed life!
My time watching test cricket co-incided roughly with your debut at Lords, and I vividly remember your rock solid game and unshakable intensity in that game, 15 years ago. It was utterly awesome and inspiring, and that is what comes to my mind when I think of all your heroics since.
The 148 in SA repeatedly pulling the short balls to the boundary in times when Donald and co. tore us apart for fun, the 148 that won us the game at Headingly, when we didn't know how not tot lose abroad. The 180 at Calcutta that played second fiddle to Laxman's 281 and stopped one of the all-time-great teams. The 233 at Adelaide that beat the Australians in their backyard. The twin 50s at Sabina Park on a minefield. The 270 that won us that epic series in Pakistan. The 3 100s in England when the rest of the team fell in tatters. The sight of your textbook defence, the glorious on drives, cover drives and pull shots. The intensity in your eyes, the unrelenting stamina as you sweated and toiled, it has given us fans strength for years and years, hope in the bleakest of times.
Your unfallible character, your class, how you upheld the spirit of the game and the values you believed in, in the face of doubt, criticism, spite and crushing pressure, you have brought pride and honour to our team.
And here we are now, contemplating life after you have walked away. I am filled with emotion, reliving the sheer joy and inspiration you have given us, saddened deeply that the end of a golden era is imminent. You are a champion in every sense of the word. All-time-great sportsman, class human being, inspirational personality. Not just as a cricket fan, you have been one of the most inspirational characters in my life.
CHAMPION.