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November 18, 2013

The perfect end

Jonathan Wilson
A retirement, announced in advance and at a time of the player's choosing, becomes a form of suicide  © BCCI
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Tommy Smith made his 600th appearance for Liverpool in the 1977 European Cup final against Borussia Mönchengladbach. It was, in a sense, the perfect story: the local lad, the image of the toughness and industriousness that characterised the club through the sixties and seventies, drafted back into the side because of injuries, for a farewell that became perfect as, with the score at 1-1 and 20 minutes remaining, he headed in a left-wing corner to set Liverpool on the way to their first European Cup.

Except Smith, who had already agreed to take on a player-manager role at Wigan, decided not to leave, and rather than the grand finale there was a slow drift into obsolescence. I thought of Smith this week as Sachin Tendulkar departed the stage in a farewell that felt a little too stage-managed. Yes, it was his 200th Test, but how much better would it have been if his final innings, rather than being an easy 74 against an attack that was at best mediocre, had been a gutsy game-changer against top-class opponents?

Not that it really matters for a player of his genius. He could have got a pair and it wouldn't have made a scrap of difference to his legacy, but for those lower down the scale, the leaving of a career does make a difference. Steve Waugh's 80 in his final innings earned a draw against India in Sydney. Nasser Hussain hit a match-winning century at Lord's*.

As a Colly-phile, I wished Paul Collingwood's departure had come with a dogged but vital 58 in Sydney, rather than another failure with the bat in an easy victory - although he did at least dismiss Mike Hussey to offer a reminder of his all-round contribution. The problem is, of course, that those who exist on a mortal plane often don't know when the end is coming: retirement is often a tactful way of dealing with being dropped.

Retirement has been on my mind recently. It's only when it approaches that you realise what a terrible thing it is, what a huge step on the road to death it is to say, "That's it: I can't do this anymore." But there does come a time when your body simply isn't capable of continuing. A friend of mine gave up playing hockey a couple of years ago. What, I asked, had made her decide to quit then. "You just know," she said. And the truth is, you do: I've accepted that this, after 22 years, will be my last season playing hockey.

I recognise there's danger of over-exaggeration. After all, I'll still, hopefully, play cricket for several years yet. And hockey for me is only a Saturday pastime. It's not a career or a way of life as it is for professionals, but this still feels like a significant moment, an acceptance that mortality is inevitable, that age is catching up with me.

I've had problems with a bone spur in my left hip for years, but this summer I made a huge effort to get properly fit, not just a couple of runs and gym sessions a week, but proper conditioning work. I spent hours shuttling between lines of trees in Wandsworth Park, trying to improve recovery and anaerobic ability. With no World Cup, Copa America or European Championship - tournaments are great fun to cover, but they entail limited sleep, even more limited exercise and eating on the run - I knew this was probably a last realistic chance to get in shape.

The best retirements require struggle, one last victory over the forces of entropy, the century made from unpromising beginnings through teary eyes

Up to a point it worked. The first three games of the season were fine. But more recently it has become a struggle. By the end of games I've felt dizzy. The hip is playing up. One night last week, the pain in my thigh woke me up. We're actually playing well most of the time and gutsing out results when we're not. We're three points off the top of the table (early days yet - still 15 games to go), but that only makes it worse. I don't want to let anybody down, and the potential of a glorious finale looms. But what's difficult is the mental effort: trying to get myself up to put in the energy and go through the pain that's necessary. I start games thinking, "Please, let this be an easy one", whereas in the old days what I really relished were the epic struggles against teams of a similar standard that would be decided by a fraction.

Do elite sportspeople feel that? Is part of their eliteness that capacity to endure? I remember speaking to one footballer - it was off the record, so I won't name him - who said that people who thought you should give 100% every game didn't know what 100% was: it hurt too much to give 100% more than three or four times a season. Perhaps, I speculated later, that is why sportspeople so often speak of giving 110%, because to put your body through that agony feels beyond what is possible. And little wonder when it costs so much that so many choose to give it up as soon as there is even a slight diminution of ability: why go through all that to be frustrated at how far short you fall of the standards you once set yourself?

When writing my Masters dissertation on Joseph Conrad, I became fascinated by the work of Ernest Becker. Developing Freud, he saw the ego, unable to accept the essential randomness and of its own coming-into-being, trying to generate meaning by the establishment of a "hero-ideal". That could be anything by which a sense of self-worth could be generated - religion, love, the pursuit of money or fame, adherence to the values of a particular code of conduct or honour. A key corollary to that was his discussion of altruism: when facing the dissolution of the ego in death, what better way for the ego to assert mastery and deny its random determinants than to dissolve itself by following to the ultimate the philosophy from which it derived meaning? Take Charles Darnley in A Tale of Two Cities, or Lord Jim in the Conrad novel - their deaths coming as an affirmation of the ideals by which they have lived their lives.

In that sense, retirement, announced in advance and at a time of the player's choosing, becomes a form of suicide: the player asserting his mastery over the situation by choosing the time of his own departure. And yet if it is too smooth, if, like Sachin, you go out with an easy half-century against weak opposition on home turf, there is something lacking. The best retirements require struggle, one last victory over the forces of entropy, the century made from unpromising beginnings through teary eyes.

I would love my last game to clinch the championship. I'd love it to feature my first goal in a decade, preferably as a dramatic last-minute winner. Or perhaps a heroic rearguard, a final ten minutes under siege, making tackles and blocks, holding the shape. But to be honest, I'm not sure I can summon the energy, physical or emotional, for that any longer; that's why I'm retiring. There are five months left, and the clock is ticking. The Surrey Open Hockey League, I imagine, will bear the loss rather better than Test cricket will losing Sachin.

*08:21:11 GMT, 18 November 2013: The article originally said Andrew Strauss took over from Nasser Hussain as England captain. Michael Vaughan took over from Hussain

Jonathan Wilson writes for the Guardian, the National, Sports Illustrated, World Soccer and Fox. He tweets here

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Posted by heat-seeker on (November 19, 2013, 8:36 GMT)

Xylo - wrong about several facts. Tendulkar played ODIs against Australia, SL, Pakistan aside from B'desh in his final 6 months in ODI cricket. And his last game was in the Asia Cup against Pakistan, where his terrific 50+ gave India a winning start. (By the way, B'desh played very well in that Asia Cup and nearly toppled even Pakistan in a close final.)

As for Test cricket, he made a vital 83 in the 1st Test of his last big series (vs Australia in March 2013) when India were tottering at 12/2. As for the WI series, it's not his fault Roach hurt his shoulder before the 1st Test. Besides, WI had been playing good cricket over the last 12-18 months, and are ranked 6th (above NZ, etc.)... so no one could say before the series that they would be this uncompetitive.

Tendulkar has played the game he loves for 75% of his life. So it's understandable if giving it up was tough for him. But his work ethic and guidance to youngsters in the team will bring benefits to India in the coming years.

Posted by   on (November 19, 2013, 7:13 GMT)

@muzika: While you're right about Ponting, Steve Waugh had a brillant record in the last one year of his career. Check your stats before making such assertions.

Posted by akpy on (November 19, 2013, 5:05 GMT)

Xylo - laxman and dravid had best retirement?? So Sachin's 2011 WC perf is washed away and you point to Bangladesh who were playing in Asia cup btw and did very well including beating India due to our shoddy bowling. Please sign up for a 'just for laughs' programme

Posted by xylo on (November 18, 2013, 22:20 GMT)

The best retirements in very recent times would be of the following people - Murali, Mike Hussey, Dravid, Laxman, and then Sachin. It would have been a different argument if he had quit ODIs after WC-2011, and then after the test series in England, called the Australia series his last, and managed to score a century or two. Compare this to playing ODIs selectively(read against Bangladesh) to score the 100th 100, and then inviting a sub-par team to home and predictably beating them just so that the 200th-test milestone could be reached.

Posted by Daredevils on (November 18, 2013, 19:06 GMT)

@vinjoy - A counter argument can be put for those who dont pre-plan their retirement. It 'smacks; of opportunism, of the chance to go out on a high, like a thief who wants to retire after a big score. May be the analogy is not quite there, but you get the idea. You know your time is about up. So you wait for a big score before retiring. If you dont get in a match wait for the next one. Is that, any which way, a better approach? Not for me.

Posted by Avid.Cricket.Watcher on (November 18, 2013, 19:03 GMT)

Last post... the author doesn't realize that, in fact, Tendulkar had the perfect end to his career in all formats of the game: 1] Last World Cup match... India wins the final! (2011) 2] Last ODI... India beats arch-rivals Pakistan (Asia Cup 2012) in a demanding chase, with Tendulkar scoring a gem of a half-century (and having a very good partnership with Man of the match Virat Kohli). 3] Last T20... his team wins the Champions League title (2 months back) 4] Last domestic First class game.... he scores a match-winning 79 n.o. in a low scoring game (on a seamer-friendly wicket at Lahlli, Haryana) 5] Last Test match... India overwhelms WI with both bat and ball.

The Gods of cricket were kind to this Little Master in his farewell games... and he deserved it more than anyone!

Posted by Avid.Cricket.Watcher on (November 18, 2013, 18:53 GMT)

(Contd.) 3) Tendulkar's 74 was a quality Test innings for several reasons - a] Shillingford has been in outstanding form (6 5-wkt hauls in a row) and possesses a very good doosra, which takes some figuring out (which Tendulkar did after facing just 2 overs from him in Kolkata) b] the incredibly emotional / overwhelming reception he received when he walked out to bat, and the massive expectations built up by the media and fans over the last few weeks, would leave a lesser man far too burdened & dazed to get his concentration right. c] the Wankhede wicket had plenty for both spinners and pacers, which meant that it was a good contest between bat and ball. d] Finally, he had to overcome the mental battle of knowing that this was his last Test and his last innings (most likely) and so his last chance to do his country, his team and himself proud. That pressure alone (of just 1 chance) causes sportsman to falter in World Championships, Grand slams etc. and fail to live up to true potential.

Posted by Avid.Cricket.Watcher on (November 18, 2013, 18:31 GMT)

I think Jonathan (and 1 or 2 others) fails to appreciate a few things: 1a) Tendulkar has fought every cricketing battle there is... from the age of 16... including taking on the top bowlers of the world even after the age of 38 (Steyn in SA in 2010-2011, Anderson, Swann, et al in England in 2011 and Pattinnson, Siddle, et al in Australia in 2012) 1b) Given the above, he is absolutely entitled to a farewell in front of his home crowds. (especially since Tendulkar's family, and also his coach, had never witnessed him play international cricket live in front of their eyes) 2) As a batsman in international cricket, there is no such thing as a sure-shot 50 or 100... one tiny mistake, one moment of reduced concentration, 1 error from the umpire (Nigel Llong at Kolkata!) and it's game over. Unlike other sports such (including hockey and football), there is simply no guarantee that you will last more than a few balls, whatever the opposition.

Posted by Jonathan_E on (November 18, 2013, 16:29 GMT)

Sometimes the best one is an anti-climax - the game having the last laugh. The classic example of this is of course "Bradman, b. Hollies - 0" when he only needed four to average 100.

One of the best recent retirements from first-class cricket had both elements. Sunil Gavaskar chose to bow out in the MCC/Rest of the World Bicentenary match of 1987. Answering MCC's first innings in which Gatting (captain, in his best ever international summer with the bat) scored a superb 179, and Gooch came back from a horrific loss of form over the season (which at one time saw even his county side drop him) with a century of his own, ended only by Harper's amazing run-out, Gavaskar scored an equally chanceless 188 for the Rest of the World. After Greenidge anchored MCC with a century in the second innings, with the Rest chasing 353, Gavaskar took guard a second time... and was clean bowled by Malcolm Marshall for 0. The weather had the last laugh of all, washing out the final day's play entirely.

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Jonathan Wilson
Jonathan Wilson is the editor of the football quarterly the Blizzard and writes for the Guardian, the National, Sports Illustrated, World Soccer and Fox. He is the author of six books on football, including Inverting the Pyramid, which was named Football Book of the Year in both the UK and Italy. His thighs are oddly shaped, yet spectacular. @jonawils

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