The clay was too wet today, couldn't get the diya rim to hold shape, just kept slumping. Just like our supporters' group last month when only twelve showed for the bus to Bhopal. But you know, the ones who stayed, they didn't shout or wave a banner—they just passed chai around and folded the torn seats. That's our real league, bhai; not the stadium committee's spreadsheets, but the one chaiwala who trusts us enough to let the tab run.
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