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Arunava Majumdar from India shares his 'EXTRAORDINERY MEMORIES' with us !
(The content is the extract from
the mail of Arunava Majumdar, which
he posted in our FAN CLUB)
Can I make an honest confession ?
I just want to make an confession which I could not do over the last 23 years. Now I think I have got a platform which is this forum where I can express myself.
The incident happened way back in 1981 when I was just a student of class three in a local sub-urban school at a distance about 45 km from Kolkata.And I was an ardent East Bengal fan. Most shocking!! Is not it ? But please spare some moment, you will get the essence of it. My uncle was an active EB life member. My neighbours were EB fan. My classmates were mostly EB fan. I am talking of the era when there was no 24 hr.s round the clock cricket show on t.v., there was no question of cable t.v. The only thing we had was a radio set, daily news paper and few bengali sports magazine like Khelar Asar, Khelar Kagaz and a big big heart to make us enough fanatic for Calcutta Football. So due to the atmosphere around me I was considering myself as in EB camp. My age was just eight that time, truly not matured enough to choose between EB or MB. But situation turned dramatically for me. I used to read the magazine Shuktara regularly. Shibaji Banerjee started writing there how was his feeling during playing the match against Cosmos. Chuni Goswami was writing his autobiography "Khelte Khelte" in Anandamela. So the printmedia around me was truly Mohunbagani. And adding to this that year(1981) EB showed pathetic performance in CFL. They lost to Mhd. Sporting (This was the last year MSporting won CFL). EB lost to MB (by solitary goal from Xavier Pyas). So atmosphere was shocking. Then I started to think(thinking of a 8 years old) should I support EB ? My MB classmates who were fewer in no. started roaring. I thought if I pose myself as a MB fan in the outside world, then only I can stand with glory and pride. I can feel myself accepted into the society (society as perceived by me at that age) if and only if I am MB just because MB was winning and EB was losing all the way. But the conflict inside me was always. I was in some sort of identity crisis. But days went on. I started growing by age. New things were getting added to our lives like television. Then one day suddenly my EB uncle in between his conversation said something against MB and to the full astonishment of others I protested his words. My uncle was shocked to hear that. But on that day I realized that there has been a complete transformation within me. No longer I need to pose anything, no longer I need to suffer from identity crisis. I have got my identity. My identity is Mohunbagan.
Dear MB friends, I shared my hidden feelings in the forum. I think this is the time for me to test myself if I am accepted as a Mohunbagani by you all or not. If you accept me I shall feel myself proud MB fan. And if you do not accept me then ? Well still my pride will always be with me. Still I want to know your comments.
Thanks,
Arunava.
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Sankar Chatterjee from Canberra ,
Australia shares his 'SWEET
MEMORIES' with us !
(The content is the extract from
the mail of Sankar Chatterjee, which
he posted in our FAN CLUB)
1947 IFA Shield Final
When I joined the
Fan Club I promised that I would
share my sweet memories of Mohun
Bagan Athletics Club (MAC) with you
all.
I was initiated into MAC when I was
a 9 year old boy. I heard my elder
brothers, cousins and my uncles were
in a joyful mood talking about MAC
winning the IFA Shield. It was 1947.
I heard them saying that the Shield
was theirs. Then I heard that there
would be a feast to celebrate that
win. The next day I noticed my uncle
was making a UNAN or CHULA out of
bricks and mud on our UTHAN or
courtyard. The menu was simple.
Rice, meat, dal, alurdom and misti.
My uncle was the main cook and my
sisters were great helps. Fifty odd
people of our locality (intersection
of HAZRA and LANSDOWNE (now Sarat
Bose) ROADS came to our home to
celebrate the occasion. I must
mention here that those who were not
supporters of MAC also joined in
good spirits. After all we were all
friends. I must mention that
everybody used to share the cost.
1948 was also a good year for MAC.
We won the IFA Shield again. The
other finalist was Bhowanipur Club.
If my memory serves me right I think
the first meeting was a draw 1-1.
The second meeting was a nail biting
match. We all were glued to the
radio commentary. I think it was
Berry Sarbadhikary who was doing the
commentary. MAC won by 2-1. It so
happened that Kanai or Ranjit Singha
the outside right of Bhowanipur Club
was uncle of a friend of mine. His
name was Dilip. They used to live in
a house opposite Basushree cinema.
Dilip used to be my class mate in
Model High School in Lansdowne Lane
very close to our home. Any way, I
used to say to him that his uncle
should not score against MAC. Please
do not laugh. I was only 1 ten year
old boy at that time. Montu Mitra (Montuda)
brought the Shield from MAC to
display at his business premises
RIMER & Co which used to be at the
junction of Hazra and Sarat Bose
Roads.
You all must be wondering whether we
had another get-together at our
place to celebrate that win. Yes -
we did have.
I must stop here to-day. I do not
know whether I have started to bore
you all. Please write to me whether
I should continue to write in this
format.
In this context I must mention two
dear friends of mine who used to
share good and bad times with me.
Prasanta Mazumder and his elder
brother Prodyut Mazumder (Prodyutda).
They will love to share their
experience with you all.
1952 IFA Shield Final
Here I am again.
I am going to talk about 1952 IFA
Shield Final. I still regard it was
one of the best displays of undying
determination of Mohun Bagan and in
particular Sailen Manna.
Rajasthan Club was our opponent in
1952 final. It was a new team with a
lot of dedication. Thre was a lot of
hunger in their bellies.
Mohun Bagan went to the final as a
clear favourite. We were all glued
to the radio hoping for a quick
whitwash of Rajasthan. Soon we were
in the defensive mood. Rajasthan
scored two goals. We were
speechless. The only thing we heard
was the commentary of either Pearson
Surita or Berry Sarbadhikary with
our heads down. The five forwards
were on top of Rajasthan penalty
box. Roonooda, Bodrooda and Bakarda
were trying relentlessly. But
Rajasthan defenders was rock solid.
And then there was a free kick
awarded to Mohun Bagan. It was only
nine minutes to go. If my memory
serves me correctly it was at least
a forty meters away. Mannada came to
the spot. He kept his cool. He
kicked and it found the net. The
eleven Mohun Bagan players were
energised with that. They pounded
Rajasthan goal mouth like American
B52 bombers. Then there was a corner
kick awarded to Mohun Bagan. I do
not remember who took the kick. But
I remember that it was received by
Bodrooda. He went backwards. Some of
the players came for him but he
successfully lobbed the ball to
Bakarda who found the net. It was
two all. Then just about all Mohun
Bagan players were in the penalty
box. There was another shot at the
goal and it hit the crossbar. I do
not remember who took that shot.
Then there was final whistle. We
thought that we should have won but
full credit to Rajasthan. We could
not take any credit away from them.
The match was played in good
sportsmanship spirit.
I still think it was Mannada's
captaincy that saved the day. I
regard Mannada as a great captain
and has been one of our best
ambassadors for Mohun Bagan. In
sportsmanship spirit, he was second
to none during that period. I am
glad to know that Mannada is still
working tirelessly for the
advancement of football in India. If
you happen to meet him please give
him my regards. Please mention it to
him that Sankar Chatterjee is still
thankful to him for the wonderful
contribution he has made to Indian
soccer and to Mohun Bagan.
I must mention here an incident. The
next day there was a picture of a
section of the spectators in the
paper. Bomda who lived in the house
at the corner of HAZRA and LANSDOWNE
raods was in that picture
celebrating the second goal. Bomda's
home is the one which still has a
Shiva Mandir. Bomda was very proud
of his picture and I have no doubt
that he treasured that over a long
period.
There was a second final but it
ended in a goalless draw. We were
joint winners.
Yes - you guessed it right. There
wasn't a feast. It was not because
we did not win but the person who
used to take a lot of trouble was
not physically in good shape.
Revisiting incidents that happened
over fifty years ago is a wonderful
experience. I have forgotten a lot
of details. I shall appreciate if
some one points out to me any
factual incorrectness. I shall be
glad to hear and correct myself
accordingly.
With best wishes to MAC and to you
all
Sankar Chatterjee
Sankar Chatterjee
Canberra
Australia
Rajat Subhra Banerjee from Kolkata,
India shares his golden memories of
Mohun Bagan vs Cosmos with us !
(The content is the extract from
the mail of Rajat Subhra Banerjee,
which he posted in our FAN CLUB)
Aha! Lots of
nostalgic mails doing the circuit!
Like Somnath, I was also lucky
enough to see the Cosmos match.
Beckenbauer did not play, in fact he
went home from China and didn't
accompany the team to Calcutta. Pele
was there, of course, along with 2
other World Cuppers, Carlos Alberto,
the 1970 Brazil captain, and Giorgio
Chinaglia, who played for Italy in
the 1974 World Cup in West Germany.
Alberto scored one of the Cosmos
goals, but who scored the other? I
forget!
For Mohun Bagan, Habeeb and Shyam
Thapa scored the 2 goals. Habeeb
missed a sitter, otherwise we might
even have won the game. However, a
2-2 draw was perhaps a fair result.
Each and every Mohun Bagan player
played superbly, with Bidesh Boseand
Gautam Sarkar being outstanding.
Gautam's performance prompted the
next day's "Ananda Bajar" to say
that Beckenbauer's absence was
overshadowed by Kolkata's own Chotto
Beckenbauer! What a player! What a
game!
Pele himself was a bit of a
disappointment, apart from a
splendid free-kick which was saved
brilliantly by Shibaji Banerjee.
Pele rushed in to shake Shibaji's
hands as the ball went for a Cosmos
corner. (It was said that Shibaji
did not wash his hands for months
afterwards!) Otherwise Pele had an
ordinary match. In fact, during
half-time I remember a wit
commenting, "Dada, eta shotyiy Pele
to? Naki Shanti Gopal?" (In those
days Shanti Gopal was a popular
Bengali stage actor who was famous
for his life-like roles of Hitler,
Lenin and other historical
characters!)
This is something that is unique to
Mohun Bagan supporters. East Bengal
fans can never claim that their team
played against Pele's team and drew
the match. They have to be satisfied
with BEC TERO or some such weird
team! Kothay Pele, kothay Kele!
More later, Love, Rajat.
Rajat
Subhra Banerjee
New Alipore
Kolkata
West Bengal
India
Sunit Maity from Leuven, Belgium
shares his golden memories with us !
I am Sunit Maity
from Leuven, Belgium . Now I am 31
years old. I still remember my first
live match of Mohun Bagan.I dont
remember the year exactly but I was
around ten-eleven years old. It was
not in Mohun Bagan ground, but in a
small town. Me and my father(he was
a big fan too) went to Tamluk( a
district town in West bengal) to see
a match between Mohun Bagan and
Aryans(remember that
team !) What a team Mohun Bagan had
that time, i dont remember all the
names now but it was like this
goalkeeper: Shibajee Banerjee ( the
best penalty keeper india ever had
in my view) , Subrata and Samar
Bhattacharya in stopper, Gautam
Sarkar in midfield, Bidesh Bose and
Ulganathan in forward. I still
remember Ulga's run like a comet
down the touch line. Sisir Ghosh was
then playing for Aryan. We won the
game 3-2, those goals are still in
my memory. I was so happy that day.
I will never forget my first
encounter with Mohun Bagan team.
SUNIT MAITY
CENTER FOR MOLECULAR AND VASCULAR
BIOLOGY
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Chandrani Sen from Jadavpur, Kolkata,
India shares her golden memories
with us !
I Hi, I want to
share my first experience when I saw
the first football match at Mohun
Bagan ground. It was late 1987. Most
probably December. It was a cold and
sunny morning at the breakfast
table, when my father desided to
take my brother to the ground to see
the match between Mohun Bagan and
Indian Air force. It was a
pre-centenary celebration of the
club, and the Indian Air force was
invited for a parachute jumping from
the sky and then play the match. I
was very much disappointed as my
father did not ask me to come. I was
crying at my room. It seemed to me
that no one love me, all love of my
parents was only for my brother. But
my mother saw me, and asked why I am
crying?
After 3 hours, when father and
brother were going out to see the
match, me and my mother were
accompanied them. We saw the
paratroopers came from the sky, they
were jumping from the plane. The
wind was very strong, and some of
the paratroopers were deflected
towards Esplanade. One even broke
his leg. We hard that two players
were among the jumpers. Then the
match started. Mohun Bagan was
playing with a full sleeve jersey,
and Indian Air force with all white.
I will not spend much words on the
match. Because our team lost 1-0.
But for the first time, I really
feel the magical atmosphere of
football. It was like a dream. Just
wanted to share that experience with
you.
Chandrani Sen
Jadavpur
Kolkata - 70032
West Bengal
India
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