“The tiger costume was: absurd. A full-body suit — orange and black stripes, foam-padded torso, a headpiece with ears and a jaw that moved when I moved my chin, paw gloves with retractable felt claws. I had designed the costume myself, which explained both its: creativity and its structural flaws. The left ear had been reattached three times with fevicol. The tail was held on by a safety pin and hope. The foam padding made the interior temperature approximately: surface of the sun. But when I put it on — when the Wildcats' entrance music played (a Bollywood mashup that the team captain, Raju, had insisted on despite my objections that a kabaddi team should not enter to "Chak De! India" because "every team enters to 'Chak De! India,' Raju, we need: branding") — when I ran onto the mat and did the backflip, the crowd: erupted.”