Been there, seen that!

So one more time, India were ceremoniously shown the door in a multi nation ICC event! Nothing new in that if you care to have a look at our travails endured in getting ourselves ousted at the drop of the hat. Some of it may seem to be too mundane to even merit a discussion! But I am not the type who keeps a sucker-punch ready only when our team isn't exactly in its best shape. I count on them, even when they have demoralised me umpteen number of times. There seems to be an oddity so inherent that you start living with it rather than trying to find ways to counter them. So where did we go wrong?
Our team has what it takes to reach the pinnacle of success; you name the ingredients and you have it. So, why have we found ourselves limping off the track at a stage when ruthless champions are expected to march on nonchalantly? Is it that the infamous "Chokers" tag has found a more deserving candidate? A subject of intrigue is what I have decided to ponder over!
The solution to this seemingly tough conundrum is right in front of you, if you care to remove the veneer of amazement. Our bowling attack looked orphaned even in the presence of seasoned campaigners like Bhajji. There is not even an iota of doubt that our bowling attack is very young, both agewise and maturity wise. But ditto for our neighboring country Pakistan! Teenagers like Aamer were seen dictating terms to even the best batsmen in business. One bowling spell is enough to inspire the whole team and Nehra knows it better. He bowled his heart out only to see others getting spanked all over the park. With due respect to Ishant and his heroics down under, he seemed to be half as good as what he had promised to be when he was firing all those missiles at Punter. A raging bull he was, and a tame lamb he proved to be in this tournament. Accolade is like nursing water to the seed called talent. What grows out of it is recognition. Your job doesn't end there as few others would know better. The real battle starts now, when you have to let this sapling grow into a monolithic tree, which will bear fruits for ages to come. For inspiration, look at the monolithics named Gavaskar, Kapil and more recently Tendulkar. With age on his side, Ishant has a long way to go and we can only hope that he keeps his will intact even in trying times like these. The youngster will do well with this harangue for now.
Bhajji is an enigma, not only to me but I hope to a lot many. With every weapon in his artillery, he should be expected to bulldoze his opponents 8 out of 10.
Were these just "off" days for him? Time will only tell.
As much as we rue over our wasted effort in the bowling department, we have another demon waiting to greet us with buttery hands. Ones into twos, twos into fours is not some algorithm to deduce new numbers, but the munificence of our fielders in giving away the runs at will. Few flashes of brilliance is what we are used to witnessing. You see, being an Indian fan is not so easy with all the switches between those adrenaline pushes, anxiety, frustartion and elation!
Batting wise this team looks competent enough, so nothing to worry much on this front.
So all in all, we have the magic potions ready to be delivered. What we need is a sincere effort to use them and work cohesively to bring up a unit which performs beyond its potential any given day.
I am sorry if my writeup appeared to be a tirade against my team. I never intended to do that. I love this team very much and want to see it succeeding every which way. My two cents were only to state the obvious, if you know what I mean.