Watching the Tokyo semi-final on my little repaired radio here in Sikkim, my hands were weaving so fast with nervous pride. You play with the heart of our mountains—solid, relentless, rising. Every save and attack had my sister and I shouting, our order of celebratory momos growing cold. You are not an afterthought; you are the main story we tune in for.
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