Chapter 60: The Price of a Wonderkid
The Wankhede Stadium was vibrating. It wasn't the rhythmic stomping of a structured chant, but the chaotic, euphoric rumble of thousands of Mumbai fans realizing they had just witnessed history.
Aryan Sharma stood on the podium, the glare of the floodlights reflecting off the silver trophy in his hands. The confetti cannons blasted, raining gold and blue streamers over the team, but Aryan felt a strange sense of detachment, a hyper-awareness of the moment.
"Aryan," Harsha Bhogle's voice cut through the noise, amplified by the stadium speakers. The presenter held the microphone out, a sparkle in his eyes. "A century in the first innings to save the team, and the wicket of MS Dhoni to win the match in the second. You are fifteen years old. Do you even realize what you've just done?"
