Indian Polo Championship 2007

Talk about feeling out-of-one’s-element. First of all, my knowledge of polo was limited to the simple facts that the sport is hazardous, and that it involves an elite crowd, horses, sticks, and something akin to a puck or ball that is meant to be knocked into a goal. Second, prior to attending the Indian Polo Championship a couple of weeks ago, I would never have believed that the noise level anywhere in this country actually fell low enough to hear oneself think. But I left the awe-inspiring event with a few lessons learned: peace and quiet in Delhi can be found on the racetrack during a match; horses are marvelous animals; and Dattas are descendants of the Mohyals, who were cavalrymen, suggesting to some that I should make a fine polo player. Maybe in my next life. Finally — Sikhs wearing kilts. Need I say more? Oh, and in case you were wondering, Royal Johor beat Kingfisher First 9-8.