A Tale of Redemption: Real Madrid's rebirth under Zinedine Zidane

Just eight or nine months ago, Real Madrid found itself adrift, grappling with an identity crisis that cut deep into the club’s soul. Under Rafael Benítez, the footballing powerhouse seemed reduced to a shadow of its illustrious self, struggling for coherence and creativity. Both La Liga and the UEFA Champions League turned into arenas of frustration, where Real's performances were not just below par but became the subject of ridicule, feeding the relentless appetite of social media mockery.  

For many fans, myself included, the vision under Benítez was nothing short of disheartening. A squad brimming with talent looked stifled and devoid of ideas, especially in the midfield, which became the symbol of this creative drought. Toni Kroos, one of Europe’s finest attacking midfielders, was unconvincingly forced into a defensive role, while the team's rhythm faltered like a symphony played off-key.  

The Gamble That Changed Everything  

Enter Florentino Pérez, the club’s enigmatic president, whose mid-season gamble will go down as a defining chapter in Real Madrid folklore. The sacking of Benítez and the appointment of Zinedine Zidane as head coach was bold, bordering on audacious. Unlike Pep Guardiola’s hyper-innovative approach at Barcelona, Zidane did not attempt to reinvent the wheel. Instead, he brought clarity, pragmatism, and a deep understanding of the club’s DNA—traits that often distinguish great managers from good ones. His mantra was simple: play the right players in their natural positions, allow them to thrive, and build balance within the squad.

The Masterstroke: Casemiro’s Inclusion  

One of Zidane’s first and most crucial decisions was the reintroduction of Casemiro into the starting lineup, a move that added much-needed steel to the midfield. Defensive midfielders—those unsung warriors tasked with maintaining equilibrium—are rarely showered with praise, yet their impact is often the cornerstone of a team’s success. Casemiro performed this role with the elegance and tenacity reminiscent of Brazilian greats like Zito, Mauro Silva, and Dunga. His presence allowed Real Madrid to regain control in transitions, providing a solid foundation from which the team could launch attacks.  

Luka Modrić, meanwhile, emerged as the conductor of the midfield, operating with the vision and intelligence of legends like Didi and Gérson. With Casemiro anchoring the team, Modrić had the freedom to dictate the tempo, pulling the strings with subtle finesse. Zidane's tactical rejig also liberated Kroos from his misplaced defensive duties, unleashing him in the creative role he flourishes in—one he plays with distinction for Germany.  

The Perfect Balance of Power and Poise  

The synergy in midfield had a ripple effect on the rest of the team. With a balanced core behind them, the attacking tridents of Cristiano Ronaldo, Karim Benzema, and Gareth Bale found the freedom to express themselves. Real Madrid’s game, once lethargic and uninspired, now brimmed with intent, precision, and momentum. It is often said that no matter how many star strikers a team possesses, success at the highest level remains elusive without a solid midfield and defence. Zidane’s Real Madrid exemplified this truth.  

A Season of Resurrection  

The transformation was nothing short of miraculous. From a position of mediocrity, Real Madrid’s performances began to gather pace. Their La Liga campaign, once drifting, took on new life, and in Europe, they grew in stature with every passing round. Last night, they achieved the ultimate prize—crowned as Champions of Europe.  

What makes this victory all the more staggering is the trajectory of the season. The team’s journey from near despair to triumph highlights the importance of leadership, structure, and trust in the players. Zidane may not have revolutionized the game, but he restored belief, balance, and simplicity—three virtues that are often overlooked in the modern footballing landscape.  

Zidane: The Catalyst Behind the Renaissance  

At the heart of this revival lies Zinedine Zidane. He did not chase tactical trends or indulge in overambitious schemes; instead, he focused on restoring a sense of purpose to the squad. His tenure will be remembered not only for the trophies won but for the elegance with which he steered the club through turbulent waters.  

Real Madrid’s story this season is a testament to the power of simplicity, balance, and trust in fundamentals. Zidane’s legacy will be defined not just by the silverware but by how he brought Real Madrid back to life.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar 

 

Heath Streak: The Architect of Bangladesh’s Pace Revolution

When Heath Streak joined the Bangladesh cricket setup as the bowling coach, the Tigers were adrift in stormy seas. The team was reeling from off-field controversies, a series of humiliating defeats, and a morale that seemed beyond repair. The Bangladesh Cricket Board’s (BCB) decision to appoint Chandika Hathurusingha as head coach and Streak as the bowling coach during this crisis was viewed by many as a gamble. Yet, over time, this coaching duo proved to be a masterstroke, ushering in a new era of Bangladeshi cricket.

A Transformational Partnership 

Under the stewardship of Hathurusingha and Streak, alongside the leadership of Mashrafe Mortaza, Bangladesh cricket underwent a remarkable metamorphosis. The days of meek capitulations gave way to a fearless and assertive brand of cricket that won admirers worldwide. Victories against giants like England, India, Pakistan, and South Africa were no longer seen as flukes but as the outcomes of a methodical and determined approach. 

Hathurusingha focused on refining the players’ technical and mental resilience, while Streak spearheaded a revolution in the bowling department. For a team historically reliant on spin, fast bowling had always seemed a peripheral art. Pacers were used sparingly, often as placeholders until the spinners could be brought into the attack. Consequently, aspiring cricketers in Bangladesh rarely idolized fast bowlers. 

The Streak Effect 

Heath Streak changed all that. He tirelessly worked with Rubel Hossain, Taskin Ahmed, Al-Amin Hossain, and Mashrafe Mortaza, moulding them from mere supporting players into match-winners. His guidance didn’t just improve their technical skills—it transformed their mindset. For Streak, fast bowling wasn’t about filling overs; it was about taking wickets, dictating terms, and intimidating the opposition. 

Perhaps the crowning jewel of his tenure was the emergence of Mustafizur Rahman, whose meteoric rise owed much to Streak’s tutelage. Mustafiz’s mastery of cutters and variations became a nightmare for batsmen around the globe and symbolized the new face of Bangladesh’s pace attack. 

A New Identity for Bangladesh Cricket 

The impact of Streak’s efforts went far beyond individual players. Bangladesh’s bowling strategy underwent a paradigm shift. They began fielding pace-heavy lineups, even on home soil, where spin had traditionally ruled. The Tigers no longer hesitated to sacrifice a spinner for an extra pacer, reflecting a newfound confidence in their fast bowlers. 

This transformation had a ripple effect on the nation’s cricketing culture. Youngsters who once dreamed of becoming left-arm spinners like Shakib Al Hasan now aspire to emulate Taskin Ahmed, Rubel Hossain, or Mustafizur Rahman. Streak’s legacy was not merely in the wickets taken but in the dreams he ignited among a new generation of Bangladeshi cricketers. 

The Looming Departure 

Streak’s contract with Bangladesh, spanning 450 days over two years, was set to expire in June 2016. As the end of his tenure approached, rumours of him seeking new opportunities began to circulate. His interest in working with the BCCI’s National Cricket Academy in Bengaluru highlighted his ambition to broaden his horizons. For Bangladesh, however, his potential departure was a cause for concern. 

Streak’s intimate understanding of the team dynamics and his rapport with the players made him invaluable. Replacing him would be no easy task. The BCB faced a crucial decision: should they let go of the man who had laid the foundation for Bangladesh’s fast-bowling renaissance, or should they make every effort to retain him? 

Why the BCB Must Act 

Heath Streak is not merely a coach; he is a visionary who has reshaped the very identity of Bangladeshi cricket. Letting him go now would be akin to discarding the goose that lays golden eggs. While other candidates may possess the credentials to take on the role, none would have the same understanding of the team’s psyche or the nuanced challenges of Bangladeshi cricket. 

Moreover, continuity is critical for sustained success. The Hathurusingha-Streak combination has worked wonders, and disrupting that synergy could have unintended consequences. 

A Lesson in Retention 

The examples of other cricketing nations serve as a cautionary tale. Teams that failed to retain key personnel often struggled to maintain their upward trajectory. Conversely, those that prioritized continuity—Australia under John Buchanan or India under Ravi Shastri and Bharat Arun—reaped rich rewards. 

For Bangladesh, Heath Streak is not just a coach but an architect of their progress. Retaining him would signal the BCB’s commitment to long-term success. It would also reaffirm their belief in the value of investing in expertise rather than seeking short-term fixes. 

The Path Forward 

As Streak considers his options, the BCB must act decisively. Extending his contract, perhaps with enhanced responsibilities or incentives, would be a step in the right direction. Simultaneously, they should create a roadmap for further developing Bangladesh’s fast-bowling talent, ensuring that Streak’s work continues to bear fruit even after his eventual departure. 

Heath Streak’s legacy in Bangladesh cricket is already secure. However, whether that legacy is the beginning of a golden era or a fleeting chapter depends largely on the decisions made in the coming months. For the sake of Bangladesh cricket, one can only hope that the BCB recognizes the value of the man who has helped transform a dream into reality.  

Thank You

Faisal Caesar 

The Fairytale Triumph: An Analytical Reflection on Leicester City’s Premier League Fairytale

In July of the previous year, Claudio Ranieri was on a quiet Italian holiday, unaware that a single phone call would reshape the geography of English football. Steve Kutner, his long-time agent, had been knocking on doors across England with a stubbornness that bordered on faith. Most stayed shut. Leicester City, bruised from the Nigel Pearson saga yet wary of drifting backwards, held the last crack of light. Kutner sensed their hesitation, but in football, as in life, hesitation is simply a challenge disguised as doubt.

Ranieri was unemployed, but not diminished. England still tugged at him—the unfinished business of his Chelsea years, a small London flat unchanged since the days when he coached in the shadow of billionaire ambition. Several Championship clubs had politely declined him. But Pearson’s abrupt dismissal created a sliver of possibility, and Kutner pried it wider.

He submitted a dossier that read like a résumé of near-greatness: trophies at Fiorentina and Valencia, second places strewn across Europe like markers of a man forever close, yet eternally uncelebrated. This was the Ranieri enigma—always respected, rarely exalted. Kutner was convinced that all Leicester needed was to meet the man.

They did. And Ranieri, as always, was unmistakably, disarmingly himself—charming, warm, deeply knowledgeable, and above all, sincere. In Aiyawatt Srivaddhanaprabha, Leicester’s vice-chairman, he found a listener who understood the subtleties of football, not merely the numbers surrounding it. Stories of Totti, Batistuta, and old Italian dressing rooms filled the air. Something clicked.

The second meeting included Vichai Srivaddhanaprabha, Leicester’s owner. That was when the conversation deepened from possibility into belief. Yet even then, belief had limits. No one—neither owners, directors, nor Ranieri himself—could have imagined that the genial Italian would one day stroll around the King Power Stadium with a Premier League medal on his chest. Leicester were 5,000-1 outsiders. Appointing Ranieri felt less like a plan and more like a gamble tinged with romance.

When Ranieri arrived and decorated his office with the monochrome portraits of every other Premier League manager—his own whimsical gesture of hospitality—many wondered how long he would last before someone else boxed up those photographs.

 

On the day he was introduced to the media, Gary Lineker’s now-famous tweet—“Claudio Ranieri? Really?”—echoed the scepticism of a nation. Leicester’s board sat beside him in what looked suspiciously like a public vote of confidence issued before a ball had even been kicked.

Yet football has always reserved its greatest poetry for those brave enough to ignore its logic

The Birth of a Phenomenon

Nine months later, as Ranieri sat in the stands watching videos of Leicester fans—market vendors, station staff, families, children—thanking him for changing their lives, the man who had once been mocked as the “Tinkerman” became something else entirely: the custodian of a miracle.

How did it happen? Even inside the club, explanations wobble between logic and mythology. But the truth is layered, and it begins before Ranieri.

Pearson’s “Great Escape” the previous spring had revealed a team hardened by adversity. Seven wins in nine. A late surge from relegation’s edge to 14th place. A quiet message written in the margins of the Premier League table: this team has something.

Walsh amplified it with recruitment that bordered on prophetic. Christian Fuchs on a free. Shinji Okazaki from Mainz. And then the uncut jewel: N’Golo Kanté, a name that barely registered even among seasoned scouts. Mills, Walsh, and Leicester’s analysts built a case for Kanté through data, film, and sheer conviction. Ranieri hesitated—Kanté looked small, almost fragile. Walsh insisted: “Kanté, Kanté, Kanté.”

History would later record that £5.6 million bought Leicester not just a midfielder but a heartbeat.

Ranieri, finding familiar allies like Steve Walsh and inheriting Craig Shakespeare’s trust within the squad, did something managers rarely do: he adapted to the dressing room he found. No sweeping changes, no ego-driven overhauls. He allowed Pearson’s internal culture to breathe while making one crucial tactical incision—scrapping the back three.

It was a decision that defined the season.

Ranieri’s Leicester: The Simplicity that Mastered Complexity

Leicester’s 4-4-2 was not an echo of English football’s past; it was its reinvention. Two narrow banks of four. A tireless second striker. A centre-forward who lived on the shoulder of defenders. A defensive structure compact enough to turn the midfield into a tunnel and transitions into weaponry.

In a league obsessed with possession, Leicester ceded it. Only West Brom completed fewer passes. Yet no team knew better what to do with the ball when they finally won it.

Kanté recovered. Drinkwater distributed. Mahrez drifted, disguised, and detonated. Vardy ran—not just fast, but first.

Everything Leicester did had purpose. Nothing was wasted.

The result?

23 wins, 81 points, and the most efficient counter-attacking system the league had ever seen.

This was not luck. This was clarity.

The Characters of the Miracle

Jamie Vardy: The Relentless Romantic of Chaos

He refused the gym, lived on adrenaline and Red Bull, and sprinted like every run might be his last. He scored 24 goals, broke Van Nistelrooy’s record, and roared the team into belief. Vardy was the blunt instrument sharpened into a scalpel.

Riyad Mahrez: The Alchemist

Purchased for €450,000, Mahrez played football as if sculpting space itself—cutting inside, bending passes, unfurling dribbles that defied geometry.

17 goals. 11 assists. A PFA award. A season of balletic brutality.

N’Golo Kanté: The Footballing Polymath

He did not simply tackle; he pre-empted.

He did not simply intercept; he absorbed.

The joke stated that Kanté covered 70% of the earth. The deeper truth was that Kanté covered every weakness Leicester might have had. He turned transition into inevitability.

Kasper Schmeichel: The Quiet Foundation

Behind the romance stood a man of steel. His saves from point-blank range, his sweeping, his distribution—the invisible architecture on which Leicester’s counter-attacks were built.

The Season’s Inflection Points

Manchester City 1–3 Leicester City

A masterclass of belief. Mahrez’s goal, a piece of pure invention, made the impossible feel attainable.

Arsenal 2–1 Leicester City

The 95th-minute heartbreak. The loss that should have broken them but forged them instead. Ranieri granted the players a week off. They returned with fire in their veins—six wins in seven.

The Final Run

The same XI, almost unchanged, marched through the run-in like seasoned champions. Experience over youth. Hunger over heritage.

The Hidden Engine: Leicester’s Science of Survival

A cryo chamber at –135°C. GPS chips mapping every sprint. Heart-rate monitors, nightly wellness surveys, and a staff that communicated with disarming honesty. Leicester’s injury record wasn’t luck; it was infrastructure.

Ranieri was open to compromise—tactical meetings held while injured players pedalled on stationary bikes. No mystique. Just pragmatism.

Football, stripped of its modern pretensions, is still a human game.

The Blueprint of Belief

By the end, Leicester had overturned football’s hierarchy with the most unfashionable virtues in the modern age:

Clarity over complexity

Cohesion over cost

Hunger over hype

Belief over branding

Where others built empires with money, Leicester built a miracle with conviction.

“hey only had one job: avoid relegation. Instead, they made history.”

The Leicester City of 2015–16 will forever remain a reminder that in a world drowning in data and strategy, sometimes the purest football emerges from simplicity, courage, and a team that dares to ignore its destiny.

And at the centre of it all stood Claudio Ranieri—smiling, grateful, softly spoken—the manager who came not to tinker, but to transform.

The Tale of Mustafizur Rahman: Between Glory and the Allure of Modern Cricket

On a memorable evening in Mirpur, a vociferous crowd witnessed history as a young boy from Satkhira, Mustafizur Rahman, etched his name into cricketing folklore. It was June 18, 2015, the same date that had once seen Bangladesh stun Australia at Cardiff a decade earlier. This time, however, the victims were a full-strength Indian side, humbled by the magic of Mustafizur on his ODI debut. The young left-armer’s unplayable cutters and deceptive variations flummoxed the Indian batting order, earning him a remarkable five-wicket haul—a feat only his compatriot Taskin Ahmed had achieved before him on debut. 

Throughout that series and beyond, Mustafizur continued to dazzle. His spellbinding performances against South Africa, particularly in the Chittagong Test, confirmed that he was not merely a one-series wonder but a generational talent. On that fateful day in Chittagong, the world’s top-ranked Test team collapsed dramatically under the weight of his lethal deliveries. His ability to dismiss three class players—Hashim Amla, Quinton de Kock, and JP Duminy—in one over showcased a bowler of exceptional skill and temperament. Mustafiz wasn’t just good; he had the makings of one of the all-time great left-arm pacers. 

Yet, in the years that followed, Mustafiz’s trajectory began to align with cricket’s newest paradigm—the franchise-driven, fast-paced world of Twenty20 cricket. While his performances in leagues like the IPL garnered global attention, a deeper question emerged: would the glittering lure of T20 cricket steer Mustafiz away from the longer formats, where legends are truly forged? 

The Allure and the Cost of T20 Leagues 

There is no denying the appeal of T20 cricket. It is quick, glamorous, and immensely profitable, offering players global recognition in the blink of an eye. Mustafiz’s success in the IPL, where his cutters became the talk of the tournament, catapulted him into the global spotlight. Franchise teams in England, Australia, and beyond began vying for his services. Bangladeshi fans, long starved of global heroes, embraced his rise with unbridled enthusiasm. 

However, as a cricket romantic, I find myself torn. T20 leagues, for all their excitement, rarely mold players into enduring legends. Cricketing immortality is not achieved through quick bursts of brilliance but through sustained excellence in the crucible of Test cricket. The likes of Viv Richards, Imran Khan, Brian Lara, and Wasim Akram are remembered not for their exploits in short-format cricket but for their ability to dominate the game’s most challenging format. 

The experience of senior West Indian players in T20 leagues serves as a cautionary tale. While stars like Chris Gayle and Andre Russell have achieved phenomenal success in franchise cricket, the West Indies' decline in Test cricket has been stark and painful. Their prowess in T20 leagues has done little to revive the fortunes of their national team, a stark reminder that T20 cricket, for all its glamour, cannot replace the foundational rigors of first-class cricket. 

The Crucible of First-Class Cricket 

Mustafizur’s immense talent deserves a stage where it can be nurtured and refined. Unfortunately, T20 leagues, with their emphasis on instant results, offer little room for the kind of technical and mental growth that first-class cricket fosters. The likes of Kumar Sangakkara and Ajinkya Rahane understood this well. Sangakkara chose the grind of County Cricket to elevate his game, while Rahane turned to the Ranji Trophy to rediscover his form. These formats test a cricketer’s patience, resilience, and adaptability—qualities essential for success at the highest level. 

For Mustafizur, a stint in County Cricket could be transformative. The exposure to different conditions, coupled with mentorship from seasoned coaches and players, would help him evolve into a more complete bowler. Shakib Al Hasan’s time at Worcestershire in 2010 is a testament to how such experiences can elevate a player’s game. Shakib returned from County Cricket as a more mature and versatile cricketer, and the same could be true for Mustafiz. 

The Road Ahead 

As Mustafiz continues to dazzle in T20 leagues, the Bangladesh Cricket Board (BCB) and his well-wishers face a critical responsibility: to ensure that his talent is not confined to the shortest format. He must be encouraged to embrace the challenges of Test and first-class cricket, where his legacy can truly take shape. A bowler of Mustafizur’s calibre deserves to be remembered not as a T20 specialist but as one of the game’s all-time greats. 

Test cricket remains the ultimate yardstick of greatness. While T20 cricket may provide the fireworks, it is in the marathon of five-day cricket that true legends are forged. Players like Viv Richards and Graeme Pollock continue to be revered not because of their T20 exploits but because they excelled in the format that demanded the most from them. 

For Mustafizur Rahman, the path to immortality lies not in the glittering arenas of franchise cricket but in the quiet, grinding fields of first-class cricket. It is my fervent hope that he chooses this path, for it is only then that he can fulfil his immense potential and secure his place among the pantheon of cricketing greats.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar   

A Tribute to Tony Cozier: The Voice of the Caribbean Cricket Soul

The news of Tony Cozier's demise struck like a bolt from the blue, leaving an undeniable void in the cricketing world. For many, including myself, Tony was the voice that introduced us to the rich tapestry of Caribbean cricket. My first encounter with his commentary came during the World Series Cricket in 1988-89, and later, during the iconic 1992 Cricket World Cup held in Australia and New Zealand. In those tournaments, Tony’s presence behind the microphone stood out amidst the distinguished voices of Richie Benaud, Bill Lawry, Ian and Greg Chappell, David Gower, Henry Blofeld, and Sir Richard Hadlee. Yet, despite being surrounded by such luminaries, Tony’s distinct style made him a singular entity—a voice as unique as the cricketing heritage he represented. 

As a young listener, I was initially struck by an apparent paradox: a white West Indian commentator. My youthful assumptions had painted the Caribbean cricketing identity as synonymous with its predominantly Black players and fans. Yet, Tony shattered those narrow notions. He was not merely an observer of West Indian cricket but its soulful custodian, deeply entwined with its spirit. Over time, I came to realize that Tony Cozier wasn’t just different—he was exceptional. 

During the 1992 World Cup, his commentary reflected a deep-rooted connection to the West Indies team. His anguish and exasperation when the West Indies lost to South Africa were palpable, resonating with the collective despair of fans. Tony was not an impartial commentator. He wore his allegiance on his sleeve, embodying the highs and lows of West Indies cricket like few others could. This passion was again evident during the Frank Worrell Trophy in 1992-93, where he voiced unshakable confidence in a Caribbean revival. For Tony, as for countless fans, cricket wasn’t merely a sport—it was a lifeblood. 

Tony’s voice was evocative, conjuring the warmth of sunlit Caribbean beaches and the rhythm of its culture. His words carried the essence of the islands, transporting listeners to a world where cricket was more than a game—it was an identity. When the West Indies’ reign as cricket’s undisputed kings came to an end in 1995, losing at home to Australia after more than a decade, it felt like witnessing the fall of an empire. I have no doubt that Tony mourned alongside every West Indian fan. 

Even during the decline of West Indies cricket in the post-Richards era, Tony’s commentary carried the echoes of the golden days. He was candid in his criticisms of the West Indies Cricket Board (WICB) and the emerging crop of players who seemed detached from the legacy they inherited. Yet, beneath his frustrations, there was an enduring hope—a belief that the West Indies would one day reclaim their rightful place at the pinnacle of world cricket. 

Tony Cozier was not just a chronicler of cricket; he was a witness to its evolution. He observed the game transition from the elegance of Test matches to the fast-paced allure of Twenty20 leagues, often lamenting the encroachment of commercialism on cricket’s soul. His commentary served as a bridge between cricket’s golden past and its uncertain future. 

Tony has left us, but his legacy endures. His words, his passion, and his unwavering love for Caribbean cricket will remain etched in our memories. As the sun sets on his illustrious career, we bid farewell to a man whose voice was the heartbeat of West Indies cricket. 

Rest in peace, Tony Cozier. May your spirit continue to inspire cricket lovers worldwide, reminding us of a time when the game was as soulful as the Caribbean breeze.

Thank You

Faisal Caesar