April 2, 2011

All hail the king

On World Cup final day, let us remember the man who stamped his name on the first two
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It was like someone had pulled the plug on our sanity. The television screen suddenly blacked out and everything went nuts. It was instant pandemonium.

Parents yelling at kids, they in turn screaming back. The father bellowing incoherent instructions and curses:

"Try turning the bloody fridge off."

"One of you stand there, touching the antenna connector"

"Goddamned government-controlled television! How can they be trusted with this?"

The mother at the window, shouting into the neighbour's house, checking if they had miraculously escaped our disaster.

I was put in charge of raising the BBC on our shortwave radio. Like Richard Burton in Where Eagles Dare "Broadsword calling Danny Boy. Come in Danny Boy. Over." Calling in air support.

June 25, 1983. That day. And that match. And now the inhumanity of it.

Just as we had begun to believe that maybe, just maybe, there was a glimmer of hope: Sandhu had just laid out a banana peel and Greenidge had obliged by stepping on it and landing on his buttocks. That had to be an omen.

But then he had walked out. Walked out with that walk, which screamed out his intent to exorcise any demons that might have wandered into the minds of Lloyd's heroes.

Madan Lal was just beginning to have a bout of existential introspection.

Now the dreaded "Rukhavat ke liye khed hai" ("We apologise for the interruption") on the black-and-white television screen. Depriving us of what media hacks love to brand the "defining moment of the match", Kapil Dev's 25-yard gallop to judge the skier descending over his shoulder. The only time in my life that I had prayed he fail miserably - and he did, after a brief violent burst - and I missed it!

It was years later that I even saw the catch by Kapil that well and truly dictated the rest of the match. I really didn't need to. The catch had taken on such mythical proportions and imagery that it needed no validation. The passing years definitely hadn't changed one aspect of it: I have never doubted that had Kapil lost sight of the cherry and spilled it, he would have dropped not just the Cup but also handed him his second consecutive Man-of-the-Match award in a World Cup final.

That final was the first one to manifest itself on our television screens in India. But though bereft of imagery beamed into our living rooms, it is the first two that still glow in my mind, rife with minutiae that leave me convinced I was in the Tavern Stand, viewing the action. I wasn't. Images from those games flit across the screen of the eyes, their drama so intensely familiar that it is mystifying. How could it have happened?

It was Isaac Vivian Alexander Richards.

Every epoch needs an archetypal hero. In cricket Richards brooked no contest in the years preceding the 1983 final. For someone cutting his teeth on cricket, he utterly dominated the mind.

Vishy might have been the first cricketer whose name had escaped my lips, but when Richards arrived, it was instant capitulation. The intensity of his presence in my mind from those days hasn't dimmed. "I took interest in cricket the moment I set my eyes on Dennis Lillee" said Mick Jagger. I was a lost cause when I saw Richards.

1974, Bangalore.

As I walked into the KSCA (now Chinnaswamy) Stadium, gripping my father's shirt-tails, the wonder of watching my first-ever cricket match was intense. It was the first Test of the series between India and Clive Lloyd's West Indies. Things would never be the same again.

Slack-jawed I sat and gawked at Andy Roberts marking out his run-up from what appeared to be the sight screen, the genius of impish Kallicharran, and the mayhem unleashed by Lloyd: a shot he launched whistled over my head for six.

Oh, there were two debutants in Lloyd's team that day: a certain Gordon Greenidge wasted no time in stamping himself on cricket with stunning knocks in each innings. Richards was the other, and he made nary a ripple in the match. Superman was still trying his cape on for size.

Richards' stunning 291 at The Oval dropped Greig to his knees and brought the rest of the world to their feet to acknowledge the presence of greatness. I had by then begun to chew gum as I went out to bat in back-alley cricket matches

The 1975 World Cup will forever remain special for its groundbreaking nature, also merely for the quality of the cricket in that final. The breath catches in the throat to this day just thinking of the line-ups: Chappell, Chappell, Walters, Lillee, Marsh, Thomson, Fredericks, Kallicharran, Kanhai, Lloyd, Roberts and Richards. From the moment Fredericks hooked a ball from Lillee into the stands and trod on his stumps, it was a classic for the ages.

Which brings us to the eventual Man of the Match. I am convinced that the Duke of Edinburgh erred that day, turning the wrong way, towards Lloyd, handing him the medallion. Lloyd's bludgeoning knock did play a role in their victory. But really, what about the heart of the Australian batting ripped out by a muscular forearm? Those swooping direct hits, from side-on to get rid of Turner and Greg Chappell, and another swivelling throw to nail the elder Chappell?

Ian Chappell claims now that he has conclusive proof, inferred from still photographs, that Turner was, in fact, not out. Rubbish, Mr Chappell! You should thank your lucky stars that your one-hit wonder, Gary Gilmour, lucked out in getting Richards out in the first place.

Richards lorded over cricket in the period between the first two World Cups. To the day, I retain a soft spot for Tony Greig for uttering the word that ignited a fire that was to consume England. That memorable series in 1976 sealed it - Richards' stunning 291 at The Oval dropped Greig to his knees and brought the rest of the world to their feet to acknowledge the presence of greatness. I had by then begun to chew gum as I went out to bat in back-alley cricket matches.

Nineteen seventy-nine was lived courtesy the BBC again. In my neighborhood of Jayanagar in Bangalore, a savvy bookseller laid out his wares next to the Poonam cinema during the final. He had the BBC turned up loud, and did an over-by-over score update on a huge blackboard, causing passing motorists to slow down.

The Duke didn't err this time around when he handed out the awards. How could he? Even if the irrepressible Collis King had made Richards play second fiddle (by his standards) on the day. What a second fiddle it was! Punctuated by a violent cymbal crash as he deposited Mike Hendrick into the crowds off the last ball of the innings. The impersonation of monks that Boycott and Brearley retaliated with was a damp squib, and the Lord's turf was awash with Richards' faithful again that day.

The passage of time has done nothing to dull his imprint on the occasion of a World Cup final. He looms in Patrick Eagar-esque black and white - only his cap in maroon, and the Rastafari colours on his wristbands - forearms glistening with sweat. That silhouette: the goatee and the regal nose below smouldering eyes endure as emblems, as he continues his swagger across the imagination, rendering it hard to not think about him for even a day.

Especially this day.

Sriram Dayanand is a writer based in Canada

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  • jon74 on April 4, 2011, 3:09 GMT

    harshthakor

    U are not looking at the big picture West indes had the best bowling attack. when Richards was in his prime. In that case Gavaskar should be better Than Richard . Also most people Don't understand The word " Average" . Check All the top Player average then make your assumption. U guys had a player that was better than Richard. Kallicharran in his short carer he had Twelve century and about Ten times out in the nineties. he was kicked out because of Burnham of Guyana and Westindes did not stand behind him.

  • on April 3, 2011, 12:00 GMT

    He was the MASTER................Even Sir Bradman was no match for him........We hail you Emperor!

  • santoshjohnsamuel on April 3, 2011, 6:16 GMT

    Thank you for the excellent article. Viv truly was the King. To hold his own in a side that had at least a handful of superstars spoke of the enormous natural talent that Viv processed. Together with his will to dominate, his pride and his complete lack of self-doubt turned him into a batsman whom bowlers feared. We have been privileged to watch a number of all-time great attacking batsmen -- Tendulkar, Ponting, Lara and a few others, but for sheer regal presence Richards continues to be peerless. Wish we could have seen more of him on TV. The immensely enjoyable player profile on Cricinfo should also be read: http://www.espncricinfo.com/westindies/content/player/52812.html#profile

  • ssjumbo on April 3, 2011, 5:05 GMT

    whatever you are write, you will always be second to me as a fan of the King. I never wanted him to fail , even if its against India. My friends used to say Viv was useless just see me get really angry. The night Qadir hit walsh and put WI out of the world cup, I hit a century with 102 deg fever. I have been trying to get hold of his packer & world series innings but haven't managed to do so. Anyone knows where to get them? thanks

  • SunilPotnis on April 3, 2011, 3:06 GMT

    Viv was the master blaster with terrific eye sigjht, reflexes and courage and pride. He was not about records but all about the country and team. Pace attack or spin he was the only batsman bowlers feared to bowl to

  • on April 3, 2011, 1:39 GMT

    A new KING has arrived in the form of Captain Corageous MAHENDRA SINGH DHONI. What a knock last nite in the face of the highest pressure to win the World Cup for India Go India, Go Dhoni

  • Tendulkars_Tennis_Elbow on April 2, 2011, 10:32 GMT

    Mate, you should watch "Fire In Babylon"

  • Cool_Jeeves on April 2, 2011, 8:25 GMT

    Author uses small h. Wrong. Should be capital H. For words like He, Him, His Highness. I love the author. Now i will also chew gum while going to work everyday.

  • moBlue on April 2, 2011, 8:08 GMT

    amazing resonance with a million aspects of this article! i too grew up in bangalore, india, a few years younger than the author, and wished "for the only time in my life" that the emperor would fail on that fateful 6/1983 night so that my heroes could make us believe what we cricket-crazy indian kids had never even dreamed of until that day... this, while waiting - no, ripping my hair out in frustration was more like it! - for the local telecast to resume, after watching sandhu's incredible banana inswinger being followed by the contemptuous king reasserting his class in a matter of a mere few mnutes - and getting me extremely anxious as a result! i too remember vividly the glorious BBC commentary as the king lashed willis [is my memory faulty?] thrice in the last over for sixes, including on the last ball, on the way to his MOM 134* in 79... and between 79 and 83, i distinctly remember reading my first cricket autobiography, ghost-written, about the king! ...and about sunny antigua!

  • Swami-Prasad on April 2, 2011, 6:59 GMT

    Very well written piece - captures the magical effect of watching cricket in Black and White with Doordarshan trying valiantly to produce effective coverage - to listening commentary of Krish Srikanth hitting Marshal for a six and a four off consecutive deliveries and getting bowled the fourth ball of the first over of a one day match....and of course the King and his Swagger....of Mohd Azharuddin getting out on 199 and his long slow dejected walk back to the Pavilion...

  • jon74 on April 4, 2011, 3:09 GMT

    harshthakor

    U are not looking at the big picture West indes had the best bowling attack. when Richards was in his prime. In that case Gavaskar should be better Than Richard . Also most people Don't understand The word " Average" . Check All the top Player average then make your assumption. U guys had a player that was better than Richard. Kallicharran in his short carer he had Twelve century and about Ten times out in the nineties. he was kicked out because of Burnham of Guyana and Westindes did not stand behind him.

  • on April 3, 2011, 12:00 GMT

    He was the MASTER................Even Sir Bradman was no match for him........We hail you Emperor!

  • santoshjohnsamuel on April 3, 2011, 6:16 GMT

    Thank you for the excellent article. Viv truly was the King. To hold his own in a side that had at least a handful of superstars spoke of the enormous natural talent that Viv processed. Together with his will to dominate, his pride and his complete lack of self-doubt turned him into a batsman whom bowlers feared. We have been privileged to watch a number of all-time great attacking batsmen -- Tendulkar, Ponting, Lara and a few others, but for sheer regal presence Richards continues to be peerless. Wish we could have seen more of him on TV. The immensely enjoyable player profile on Cricinfo should also be read: http://www.espncricinfo.com/westindies/content/player/52812.html#profile

  • ssjumbo on April 3, 2011, 5:05 GMT

    whatever you are write, you will always be second to me as a fan of the King. I never wanted him to fail , even if its against India. My friends used to say Viv was useless just see me get really angry. The night Qadir hit walsh and put WI out of the world cup, I hit a century with 102 deg fever. I have been trying to get hold of his packer & world series innings but haven't managed to do so. Anyone knows where to get them? thanks

  • SunilPotnis on April 3, 2011, 3:06 GMT

    Viv was the master blaster with terrific eye sigjht, reflexes and courage and pride. He was not about records but all about the country and team. Pace attack or spin he was the only batsman bowlers feared to bowl to

  • on April 3, 2011, 1:39 GMT

    A new KING has arrived in the form of Captain Corageous MAHENDRA SINGH DHONI. What a knock last nite in the face of the highest pressure to win the World Cup for India Go India, Go Dhoni

  • Tendulkars_Tennis_Elbow on April 2, 2011, 10:32 GMT

    Mate, you should watch "Fire In Babylon"

  • Cool_Jeeves on April 2, 2011, 8:25 GMT

    Author uses small h. Wrong. Should be capital H. For words like He, Him, His Highness. I love the author. Now i will also chew gum while going to work everyday.

  • moBlue on April 2, 2011, 8:08 GMT

    amazing resonance with a million aspects of this article! i too grew up in bangalore, india, a few years younger than the author, and wished "for the only time in my life" that the emperor would fail on that fateful 6/1983 night so that my heroes could make us believe what we cricket-crazy indian kids had never even dreamed of until that day... this, while waiting - no, ripping my hair out in frustration was more like it! - for the local telecast to resume, after watching sandhu's incredible banana inswinger being followed by the contemptuous king reasserting his class in a matter of a mere few mnutes - and getting me extremely anxious as a result! i too remember vividly the glorious BBC commentary as the king lashed willis [is my memory faulty?] thrice in the last over for sixes, including on the last ball, on the way to his MOM 134* in 79... and between 79 and 83, i distinctly remember reading my first cricket autobiography, ghost-written, about the king! ...and about sunny antigua!

  • Swami-Prasad on April 2, 2011, 6:59 GMT

    Very well written piece - captures the magical effect of watching cricket in Black and White with Doordarshan trying valiantly to produce effective coverage - to listening commentary of Krish Srikanth hitting Marshal for a six and a four off consecutive deliveries and getting bowled the fourth ball of the first over of a one day match....and of course the King and his Swagger....of Mohd Azharuddin getting out on 199 and his long slow dejected walk back to the Pavilion...

  • harshthakor on April 2, 2011, 6:39 GMT

    Overall I would rate Viv Richards as the best batsman after the retirement of Bradman and marginally ahead of Lara and Tendulkar.He set out to dominate the opposition from the word go and pulverized the best of pace attacks.Viv was not tested enough in a crisis or for weaker teams as Lara and Sachin but was more prolific against great pace bowling.In the current era with the bowling weaker and the pitches flatter he may well have had the best test and one day aggregate.Viv never pursued records,and if he wished could have broken all of them.At his peak from 1976-81 his batting was superior to any batsman after Bradman and in World Series Cricket played more like Bradman than any batsman before.In the 1980's his reflexes slowed down but still compiled classics like his 189 at Old Trafford and century of 56 balls in 1986 at Antigua.Viv also led a great side to retain their status of unofficial champions of Cricket upto 1991.Arguably the best cricketer of all after Sobers and Bradman.

  • harshthakor on April 2, 2011, 6:25 GMT

    Vivian Richards was simply a cricketing genius.He exuded the power of an emperor when he strode on the Cricket field.No batsmen ever appeared more intimidating and he set out to dominate the best of pace attacks like a bomber destroying an airbase.No batsman ,including Bradman ,Tendulkar or Lara dominated fast bowling better than Viv Richards who hooked the likes of Lillee and Imran on the frontfoot,without a helmet or restriction of bouncers.I can never forget his 158 at Melbourne in 1979-80 in a oneday game aginst Australia where he made the bolwing look like cattle walking to a slaughterhouse or his 189 in 1984 against England.He could change the complexion of match more than any batting great after Bradman being a greater match-winner than Tendulkar.In the 1st year of World Series Cricket he averaged 86.2 against the best International attacks.In the modern era with the wickets more batsman friendly he may have outscored Tendulkar or Lara.

  • on April 2, 2011, 4:44 GMT

    I have grown up as School kid enjoying Viv Richards swashbuckling batting against the likes of Dennis Lillee and there has been no greater batsman in the world who could dominate the greatest of bowlers and most unfortunately there was not much live tv when we are glued to our radio sets to listen to Radio Australia or BBC simultaneously playing cricket in our parking compounds.

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  • on April 2, 2011, 4:44 GMT

    I have grown up as School kid enjoying Viv Richards swashbuckling batting against the likes of Dennis Lillee and there has been no greater batsman in the world who could dominate the greatest of bowlers and most unfortunately there was not much live tv when we are glued to our radio sets to listen to Radio Australia or BBC simultaneously playing cricket in our parking compounds.

  • harshthakor on April 2, 2011, 6:25 GMT

    Vivian Richards was simply a cricketing genius.He exuded the power of an emperor when he strode on the Cricket field.No batsmen ever appeared more intimidating and he set out to dominate the best of pace attacks like a bomber destroying an airbase.No batsman ,including Bradman ,Tendulkar or Lara dominated fast bowling better than Viv Richards who hooked the likes of Lillee and Imran on the frontfoot,without a helmet or restriction of bouncers.I can never forget his 158 at Melbourne in 1979-80 in a oneday game aginst Australia where he made the bolwing look like cattle walking to a slaughterhouse or his 189 in 1984 against England.He could change the complexion of match more than any batting great after Bradman being a greater match-winner than Tendulkar.In the 1st year of World Series Cricket he averaged 86.2 against the best International attacks.In the modern era with the wickets more batsman friendly he may have outscored Tendulkar or Lara.

  • harshthakor on April 2, 2011, 6:39 GMT

    Overall I would rate Viv Richards as the best batsman after the retirement of Bradman and marginally ahead of Lara and Tendulkar.He set out to dominate the opposition from the word go and pulverized the best of pace attacks.Viv was not tested enough in a crisis or for weaker teams as Lara and Sachin but was more prolific against great pace bowling.In the current era with the bowling weaker and the pitches flatter he may well have had the best test and one day aggregate.Viv never pursued records,and if he wished could have broken all of them.At his peak from 1976-81 his batting was superior to any batsman after Bradman and in World Series Cricket played more like Bradman than any batsman before.In the 1980's his reflexes slowed down but still compiled classics like his 189 at Old Trafford and century of 56 balls in 1986 at Antigua.Viv also led a great side to retain their status of unofficial champions of Cricket upto 1991.Arguably the best cricketer of all after Sobers and Bradman.

  • Swami-Prasad on April 2, 2011, 6:59 GMT

    Very well written piece - captures the magical effect of watching cricket in Black and White with Doordarshan trying valiantly to produce effective coverage - to listening commentary of Krish Srikanth hitting Marshal for a six and a four off consecutive deliveries and getting bowled the fourth ball of the first over of a one day match....and of course the King and his Swagger....of Mohd Azharuddin getting out on 199 and his long slow dejected walk back to the Pavilion...

  • moBlue on April 2, 2011, 8:08 GMT

    amazing resonance with a million aspects of this article! i too grew up in bangalore, india, a few years younger than the author, and wished "for the only time in my life" that the emperor would fail on that fateful 6/1983 night so that my heroes could make us believe what we cricket-crazy indian kids had never even dreamed of until that day... this, while waiting - no, ripping my hair out in frustration was more like it! - for the local telecast to resume, after watching sandhu's incredible banana inswinger being followed by the contemptuous king reasserting his class in a matter of a mere few mnutes - and getting me extremely anxious as a result! i too remember vividly the glorious BBC commentary as the king lashed willis [is my memory faulty?] thrice in the last over for sixes, including on the last ball, on the way to his MOM 134* in 79... and between 79 and 83, i distinctly remember reading my first cricket autobiography, ghost-written, about the king! ...and about sunny antigua!

  • Cool_Jeeves on April 2, 2011, 8:25 GMT

    Author uses small h. Wrong. Should be capital H. For words like He, Him, His Highness. I love the author. Now i will also chew gum while going to work everyday.

  • Tendulkars_Tennis_Elbow on April 2, 2011, 10:32 GMT

    Mate, you should watch "Fire In Babylon"

  • on April 3, 2011, 1:39 GMT

    A new KING has arrived in the form of Captain Corageous MAHENDRA SINGH DHONI. What a knock last nite in the face of the highest pressure to win the World Cup for India Go India, Go Dhoni

  • SunilPotnis on April 3, 2011, 3:06 GMT

    Viv was the master blaster with terrific eye sigjht, reflexes and courage and pride. He was not about records but all about the country and team. Pace attack or spin he was the only batsman bowlers feared to bowl to

  • ssjumbo on April 3, 2011, 5:05 GMT

    whatever you are write, you will always be second to me as a fan of the King. I never wanted him to fail , even if its against India. My friends used to say Viv was useless just see me get really angry. The night Qadir hit walsh and put WI out of the world cup, I hit a century with 102 deg fever. I have been trying to get hold of his packer & world series innings but haven't managed to do so. Anyone knows where to get them? thanks