” Every great magic trick consists of three parts or acts. The first part is called “The Pledge”…..”
“….The magician shows you something ordinary: a deck of cards, a bird or a man. He shows you this object. Perhaps he asks you to inspect it to see if it is indeed real, unaltered, normal. But of course… it probably isn’t……”
His eyes stray to the flank before him… The merest of glaces is more than enough to confirm the absence of his fullback. The center-backs are ahead, blocking his line into the box. The fullback looms close behind eliminating his only safe option of a back-pass . The player is jockeying him, goading him to make a false move. A single misstep, a stray move and the brute before him would pounce.
“……..The second act is called “The Turn”. The magician takes the ordinary something and makes it do something extraordinary. Now you’re looking for the secret… but you won’t find it, because of course you’re not really looking. You don’t really want to know. You want to be fooled. But you wouldn’t clap yet. Because making something disappear isn’t enough; you have to bring it back…….”
He casually flicks the ball right before pulling his back with a touch elegant enough to make any fan-boy pleasantly moist. The touch is precise enough to tease the opponent to straying forward. Assuming that he had forced his quarry into straying into the crowded flank, the defender advances cautiously. Mesut scans the perimeter, his team-mates stand afar. He is all but marooned among a sea of blue shirts. He is casually aware of the on-coming player. He continues to step forward.
Quick as a snake he stops short, pulling back mid-step…
Faster than eyes can catch, he swoops into his second feint: The shoulder drops, as his feet position forward. The defender moves forwards, committing to the tackle, in his mind the ball is his.
It is all but done.
“…… That’s why every magic trick has a third act, the hardest part, the part we call “The Prestige”…..”
The defender realizes but the moment is gone, he careens forwards as , a mere slave to his inertia as his initial acceleration, his head jerks backward in vain attempt to stop the magician who has vanished in a puff of grass.
Catch the Wizard in action against those annoyingly cocky (get it?) neighbors on Saturday @ 22:00 Hrs (IST). See you chaps at the screening….