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The effortless artistry of VVS Laxman

When you watched him bat, there was a sense that you were witnessing the creation of something beautiful yet not inaccessible

Krishna Kumar

September 1, 2012

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VVS Laxman on the drive, 4th Test, Sydney, 1st day, January 2, 2004
VVS Laxman: painting a landscape with the bat that made you breathless and relaxed at the same time William West / © AFP
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When I watch old tapes from the '60s and the '70s, and on occasion from the '80s, I marvel at how celebrations at a hundred or a wicket have changed over the years. A batsman used to raise his bat, tip his cap, and then get back to business. A bowler often used to just run to his close catchers; why, in the '60s, at times, they mostly rolled back a forever-rolling -down sleeve and walked back.

When VVS Laxman got to a milestone, it was as if you were back to watching those tapes, except his smile was broader. He positively beamed, and then the politeness of the man took over. It was as if he wished to acknowledge every single soul present on the ground. Helmet off, hands and bat aloft, that broad smile one moment. A gentle tip of the bat in all directions, the next. It was all so utterly genuine. None of the hurly-burly of modern-day professional sport. A Laxman hundred didn't seem to be an event that demanded exclusive celebration. It was completely, unpretentiously inclusive.

Australian crowds stood up to applaud his innings in whole-hearted unison. Grandparents, grandkids in tow, instantly identified with him as if he belonged to their time. The seniors pulled the kids along to show them this Indian artist at work, perhaps even to tell them this was how the game was played in their youth. They seemed to appreciate his old-world charm, in a more complete sense at times than crowds anywhere else.

From the time Laxman walked out to bat in Australia, everything seemed in soft synchrony. His light, upright walk had an added spring in its step. The open, welcoming feel that the grounds there gave him just the right amount of space to perform. The bounce in the land's pitches left one last lingering thought of a leg-before behind. An artist was liberated. It was no coincidence perhaps that Australian crowds were therefore treated to his finest knocks.

From his easy walk to the crease to the habitual walk down the pitch to pat down a few imaginary loose bits of earth, he looked so different from everyone else on the field. Very rarely did a frown crease his forehead, never was there a gritting of teeth. His left glove briefly touched the top of his thigh pad, then lightly tugged at his nose. All the while, his wrists, loose and relaxed. He settled in his stance, a light tap at the crease and then there were two more. He didn't make any allowances it would seem for the rough and tumble of professional sport. He was like an artist who had effortlessly borrowed from cricket to create soft patterns that soothe the senses.

To the good-length ball he arched back, took it on the top of its bounce and then gently coaxed it through the covers. Thereabouts as a long sigh escaped you, his artistic sensibilities seemingly yearning for something different, the next ball identical in qualities of line and length would be almost stopped in its path and then with a flick of his wrists sent away rapidly through midwicket. The ball never left the ground. It seemed to never need to. It had played its part in creating lofty art.

Laxman's cricket is equal perhaps in the sheer viewing pleasure that it offers as Roger Federer's tennis. Roger's wrists have the same relaxed tone. In between points and as he waits to return serve, the way his hands are kept in light, relaxed readiness, Federer and Laxman, in and around his batting stance, are strikingly similar. You could be forgiven if you forgot the match situation and watched each stroke for its singular artistry.

 
 
In between points and as he waits to return serve, the way his hands are kept in light, relaxed readiness, Federer and Laxman, in and around his batting stance, are strikingly similar. You could be forgiven if you forgot the match situation and watched each stroke for its singular artistry
 

Watching Laxman bat around the turn of the millennium, the seemingly effortless artistry might have tempted you to get carried away and think things had always been thus. That very definitely wasn't the case.

His early opening stints had made him a diffident young man. There was a prayer on his lips almost every ball when India played Pakistan at the Kotla in 1998. There was that mercurial 167 at the SCG, but, there was just that.

A lot of us had cried ourselves hoarse for him to be played in the middle order. Selectorial whims had cast him in the Ranji King mould. Such moulds are rarely broken. But when they are, they carry with them powerful forces. Forces that can strengthen a man and humble his opponents.

How much Steve Waugh's defensive field placing helped him in that first innings in Kolkata we shall never know. It was the last few scoring strokes he made in that 59 that set the tone for that monumental second-innings knock. On such fine threads are cricketing histories woven. Somehow, in VVS's case, it seems particularly apt that this had been so.

For a day and a half, Laxman dominated the Australian attack like no one had in those times. For a day and a half, his expression never changed. That fourth day at the Eden Gardens, a surgeon's scalpel couldn't have been surer in method. Such was Laxman's use of his hands. Such artistry inspires. Rahul Dravid, who was having difficulty getting the ball off the square, finally blossomed. Suddenly, he was off-driving Glenn McGrath off the back foot. He had seen consummate ease at the other end. He was forced to look outward. Sometimes, that is good for men who dwell on matters a lot.

I often think this is why Dravid and Laxman made such a successful combination. Dravid, severe on himself, often judging himself by the most stringent of standards, putting the bad ball away in style while more often blunting the attack, allowed Laxman the freedom to exhibit his artistry. Laxman's ease of attacking play rubbed off on Dravid as their partnerships grew. The opposition, most notably the Australians under Waugh, quite often grew weary of this mix of flair and orthodoxy, needing to cross the fine line between attack and defence too many a time for their liking. It is inevitable that we wonder whether there will be another of Laxman's kind. Certainly, the times aren't exactly conducive to the forming of such personalities and the flowering of such wristy play.

Accordingly, it is all the more reason we pause and thank you, VVS, for the sublime entertainment, the broad smile, those enduring partnerships with Dravid, and perhaps more importantly, for subtle lessons in humility.

Krishna Kumar is a software architect in Bangalore who maintains that the best way to keep awake in meetings is by playing the Laxman air-cover drive

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Posted by Naresh28 on (September 2, 2012, 21:28 GMT)

LAXMAN was the best no doubt.I hope India can unearth another such wristy player and I wait and hope.

Posted by aliofvmmc on (September 2, 2012, 17:35 GMT)

the last of the artists exits the stage....and sadly what we have now is scream-hoarse, tea-shirt mediocrity....

Posted by   on (September 2, 2012, 14:08 GMT)

@moBlue .,.........but the pressure situation would arise in 2nd inn mainly bcz Mr Lazman did only 20s or 30s in 1st inn .......................Had he done better earlier that situation would never have arised..............................Like good students study round the year & some work only on exam night.......................It is the final score that matters which is evident from avg only

Posted by   on (September 2, 2012, 13:27 GMT)

Thank you for all the kind words :) Much appreciated :)

Posted by ansram on (September 2, 2012, 8:06 GMT)

A creative genius. A bit unfortunate that he did not get enough early recognition, got shuffled around many times, which prevented him from achieving his full potential. Laxman is more than what his stats say.

Posted by Captain_Oblivious on (September 2, 2012, 6:27 GMT)

As an Aussie fan, I sometimes regard batsmen from the subcontinent as batsmen who often look better than they are, especially under pressure. Laxman was one of the rare exceptions; a player who was not only a pleasure to watch, but able to perform even better when his side really needed it, and in all conditions. He wasn't a flat-track bully by any means, and often played beautiful and effective horizontal bat strokes on bouncy wickets. A player I not only admired, but respected. Him and Mark Waugh are my favourite batsmen of the last 20 years. Unfortunately, their stats may not confirm their importance to their respective teams.

Posted by moBlue on (September 1, 2012, 23:06 GMT)

for folks who don't seem to get why we indians sometimes regard VVS as great, greater even than sachin and dravid... VVS fought back consistently like no one else ever did, with the possible exceptions of sunny and mohinder! with the exception of his last series in AUS [by which time his reflexes had slowed down just a tad, perhaps], the man never knew when to quit, and he invariably succeeded against all odds! so i could care less that he got out in his late 20s and early 30s when there was no pressure on him, thereby leading to his label as "inconsistent". what mattered to me was that when the chips were down - just like miandad - VVS could be counted on, mosDef, and hardly ever disappointed... even when miracles were required! besides, VVS could hook and pull at will, was not intimidated by fast or spin bowling, and when he didn't want to get out - and knew all of IND counted on him - he simply refused to get out! ask waugh! :) oh, he also timed the ball beautifully from ball one!!!

Posted by   on (September 1, 2012, 21:03 GMT)

Great batsman used to love watching him play, one of the few Indian players i actually like.

Posted by Fawwad_Siddiqui on (September 1, 2012, 20:46 GMT)

laxman was a class to watch....last two decades...I havent seen as elegant batsman from India..though India is always productive about producing good batsmen....but laxman is a rare breed..the used to play shots effortlessly...he will be definitely missed....A pakistani fan

Posted by SamRoy on (September 1, 2012, 20:08 GMT)

@Muhammad Nabil Khan I completely agree with you. Way too inconsistent to be considered great. But like Azharuddin, Mark Waugh, Brian Lara (only exception), Carl Hooper, Damien Martyn, Saeed Anwar was extremely easy on the eye.

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Krishna Kumar Having spent a considerable amount of time in Calicut and Ottawa, much of it playing cricket, Krishna Kumar feels he is qualified to talk about anything that involves the game. While teaching Computer Science, among other things, he has compared an Operating Systems scheduler to a cricket captain, an over to a process and fielders to processor registers.

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