This Wasn’t Just a Trophy—It Was Redemption

Cricket has always been more than just a sport for me—it's been The thing since childhood. I for sure don’t know how to play it, but watching, I could do that like a Pro. For me, it holds a piece of my childhood, a core memory, something so pure and comforting. And honestly, if I could, I’d pay a zillion bucks just to relive those carefree days filled with cheers, and heartbreaks.

And today, as RCB finally lifted that  trophy, it honestly felt like I was destined to love cricket just for this moment.

Now, To begin with I’m not even a huge IPL fan—never have been. Something about watching our Indian players pitted against each other always rubbed me the wrong way. And when I did watch, it was usually for CSK or MI and I never really cared for RCB,  used to feel bad for Kholi but me not being his greatest fan I never took their loss to the core. 

Yet, yesterday was different. There was something that made me root for them- maybe it was Kohli, maybe it was the fans who never gave up, or maybe it was the collective energy of every soul who rooted for them like it was a personal fight. 

I didn’t plan on watching the full match, but there I was—refreshing the score every few minutes silently hoping for RCB to pull through. 

And I wasn’t alone.

Let’s be honest—PBKS played beautifully and deserved the win just as much. But there was something about RCB, the emotional weight they carried…the years of memes, the endless trolling, the heartbreaks—this win meant everything. 

Every person be it their fans or opponents. Lovers or hatters everyone somewhere deep down rooted for them this one time. It was not just an another thing. The patience that their fans showed, made the entire India come  together for one time. They waited, hoped, believed enough. And it felt like if they didn’t win this one, it would all just fall apart. Like this was the one last chance the universe owed them. It wasn’t just about the cup. It was about redemption, about faith, about finally closing the chapter that began way back in 2008.

And I’ll be honest—every meme ever made on RCB, every joke, every heartbreak somehow made me want to support them even more. It was like the world had laughed at them for too long, and it was finally time for them to rise. And they did. 

In style.

Even if you weren’t an RCB fan just like me,  you wanted this win for them. For Kohli. For the team. For the fans who stuck around through every meme, every defeat, every “next year.”It felt like their last shot. Like if they didn’t win this, people would stop believing altogether. 

And here they are—The champions.

I swear, manifestation worked overtime this season.

Watching them lift the trophy wasn’t even on my 2025 wish list, but it overwhelmed my heart with pride, joy, and deep respect for every soul who never gave up on them. 

To the fans who were laughed at, to the players who carried the burden of expectation, to the team that never stopped trying—this is yours. You earned every bit of it.

Even the ones who laughed at the memes, deep down, respected the journey. This wasn’t just a match. It was a memory. A moment. Something every cricket lover, RCB fan or not, will hold on to.

So here’s to Patidar, Kohli, the whole squad, and every fans who stayed loyal when it was easier to walk away. This was your moment. This was your win.

You guys made it. You deserved this. 

All of you.

Ee sala cup Namdu 🏆🎀