What a season!

It must have been love, and boy, oh boy! It was good, but it is over now, and the TNM Super League season that drove fans through a bewildering gut of emotions finally came to an end on Saturday.

All good things must come to an end at some point and, indeed, we had to say goodbye to a season in which our domestic flagship league found its soul once again and, in its lively rhythm, we explored our fantasies.

As much as it hurt, we had to say goodbye to a season rich in substance and long in entertainment that held us spellbound.

Take a bow, ladies and gentlemen, to a 2011/12 TNM Super League race that went down to the wire. What more could we have asked for, really? And let us take a bow, ladies and gentlemen, to Silver Strikers for showing characteristic grit to win the league title.

The Innocent Bottomani-led Super League of Malawi (Sulom) might have had its faults given our human frailty that stalks us in everything we do. But we have to give credit to Sulom for running the league to our expectations.

Take a bow, ladies and gentlemen to the men whose skills helped illuminate our football fields and brought fans back to the stadiums. I have in mind, among many others, skills of the likes of Ishmail Thindwa, Heston Munthali, Gerald Phiri Jnr, Jimmy Chikulekule, Gastin Simkonda, Gabadinho Mhango, Frank and John Banda.

The season in which Blantyre giants—Mighty Wanderers and Big Bullets—were banned from Kamuzu Stadium and a game between them had to be shifted to the capital where it attracted a full house. And oh! Yes we missed those chants by Wanderers fans such as: Kuli nyerere ku Manoma.

We have to take a bow to the season when Joseph ‘Shakira’ Kamwendo, Swadick Sanudi and Fischer ‘Anong’a’ Kondowe returned to our fields after ending their romance with South African clubs.

A season when ‘Shakira’ took us down the memory lane with that vintage display against Big Bullets—lifting his right hip high, then pushing it out—all the way to the right and then down—just like the real Shakira does on stage—as he tormented his marker and the fans could not help, but watch starry eyed.

Yes! It must have been love, but, sadly it is over. Now, we have to turn our focus to the Africa Nations Cup. Come on Zambia! Come on Chipolopolo!

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