In the blistering heat at the dawn of the modern era lies the little town of Marsiling – a secluded hamlet that derives its name from the unknown. The young men you see here were part of a team that played together on Christmas day two years ago.

The club chairman who is dressed in green is seen beside the imposing figure to your right, whom he calls his best friend in the whole wide world.

The most notable person missing from this picture was the club most intimating defender who not only happens to be the chairman’s elder brother but was the one who had been appointed with the laborious task of taking this colour picture.