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An unnatural victory

India didn't drop any catches, they got Pietersen out twice in two balls, and won despite Tendulkar and Ganguly getting poor decisions

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013
My brother sms-ed me a message from Virginia within seconds of India winning the Trent Bridge Test. It read: it doesn't get any better than this! And really, it doesn't. To watch an Indian middle order methodically, pragmatically grind out a big total against an English seam attack doing what it does best in helpful conditions and then to sit back and savour an Indian pace bowler mow down a decent batting line-up with orthodox swing bowling of the sort that Vaughan and company have been raised on … is very satisfying.
To not drop bouquets of catches, to get Kevin Pietersen out twice in two balls, to have two Indian openers make a small English total look smaller, to be treated to the sight of the appalling Matthew Prior losing his middle stump to a ball from Rudra Pratap Singh that swung round a corner, to puzzle over Zaheer Khan shaking his bat at Pietersen, to read the next day's papers with dawning comprehension, and then to realise with awed delight that England's professionally trained trash-talkers had been reduced to jelly beans, jelly beans, made me wonder if someone had scripted this thing.
The facts are unnatural:
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All’s well that ends in rain

Mukul Kesavan would like to claim some credit for India's draw at Lord's

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013
A happy end is a priceless gift. We saved the Test match. Don’t let the English press tell you it was the weather. Mahendra Singh Dhoni saved us. In the final overs of the match, with no hope of making the winning score and every chance that the English bowlers would take India’s last wicket, Dhoni raged against fate by going for Michael Vaughan’s bowling and pulling him viciously to the deep-midwicket fielder many times in a row for a single which he then refused to take.
Moved by his heroics, the gods commanded the clouds to foregather and weep. In case you’re the nervous sort of desi fan and haven’t asked what happened after they went in for bad light for fear of finding out, I can confirm that we saved the match, Dhoni and me. Yes, I had to take a hand. There was a bad moment when Monty Panesar appealed for a leg before decision against Sreesanth and Steve Bucknor, who has form when it comes to pushing us off the edge, got all twitchy. He would have grimaced and nodded and raised his finger but taking advantage of how slowly he gets to the point I whipped out my wand and yelled “Stupefy!” That stopped him. Nobody noticed that he was unconscious for a bit because a) he was standing up and b) he isn’t too animated to start with.
Like I said, a happy end makes a difference to the whole story and all the characters in it. At the end of the first day’s play when England were two hundred and plenty for four, I wanted to sack the pace ‘attack’. When you need Sourav Ganguly to take the first wicket and Anil Kumble to take the second (after giving away more than two hundred runs), three specialist seamers begin to seem extravagant. RP Singh was high on my list of least favoured bowlers. I found his run-up and follow-through deliberate to the point of absurdity: why, I wondered, did he bowl fast if he was worried that some body part was about to fall off? And when Dinesh Karthik put down Andrew Strauss, he was lucky I had forgotten the Cruciatus curse or he’d still be writhing at point.
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February-April, 1971: Sardesai's spring

So he hit big centuries at the right times, broke records, played the critical part in winning an away series against the West Indies, hit a crucial fifty and forty in a low scoring match to help seal another Test rubber and basked forever more in

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013
The death of Dilip Sardesai reminds us how thin and star-struck Indian cricket writing is. A dense archive of cricket writing will have its share of heroic biography but it will also document collective achievement and failure and, in doing so, will describe (and commemorate) the times when good players, who weren't stars, rose above themselves to help turn a contest. These turning points in Indian cricket's history often hinged on the performances of players whose career statistics weren't stellar, but whose talent and will flared briefly but fiercely enough to win us landmark victories.
Dilip Sardesai hit five centuries in his Test career. Luckily for Indian cricket three of these came in one series at the fag end of his Test career, when Wadekar's men toured the West Indies in 1971. He hit a double century and two centuries: the double century set the tone for the series by forcing the West Indies to follow on in the first Test and then his century in the second Test at Port of Spain, Trinidad, helped India win the match and the series. Sardesai had a series aggregate of 642, an Indian record, breaking Vijay Manjrekar's earlier mark of 586 runs. It was a golden year for him because he went on to play an important supporting role in the victory at the Oval where Chandrasekhar bowled India to another unprecedented 1-0 away series win against England.
So he hit big centuries at the right times, broke records, played the critical part in winning an away series against the West Indies, hit a crucial fifty and forty in a low scoring match to help seal another Test rubber and basked forever more in the love of a grateful, win-starved nation. Wrong. One year later Sardesai had played his last Test and retired to the obscure limbo that was the fate of all but the most successful Indian cricketers before television.
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A calendar of coaches

'Manager' seems the right title for Borde's likely duties: reminiscing with old men in MCC ties, visiting the Indian High Commission, telling his lads that they were lucky they weren't up against Truman, Tyson, Statham and Loader, being benevolent

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013




'But the more crucial reason for picking Borde was that Borde wouldn't play favourites' © Getty Images
For the coarse cricket journalist, the BCCI's search for a replacement for Greg Chappell has begun to seem farcical. Dav Whatmore, who asked for the job, didn't make the shortlist. Graham Ford, who was given the job, didn't take it. John Emburey, who had flown down from England to make up the numbers, announced he wasn't interested without waiting for the BCCI to offer him the job. It feels like a trend: Tom Moody will likely call a press conference to say he's happy where he is and Duncan Fletcher might turn up wrapped in a Union Jack to make his affiliations clear.
If this thing becomes epidemic, Steve McClaren could feel pressured to declare his disinterest. I've heard reports that the search committee considered Tony Roche because he was available (Federer had fired him); there were even whispers that Gavaskar wanted Prakash Padukone all along.
There's another, less feverish way of looking at what has happened. There is an Indian method underlying the BCCI's choices which has escaped the deracinated sensibilities of the English language press. The search for the truth as everyone with an Indian passport ought to know, happens by elimination. It doesn't matter who says neti, neti ('not this', 'not this') —it could be the Board (this is what happened with Whatmore, his very name was an invitation to look further) or the candidate (Ford, Emburey)--so long as it is said a respectable number of times. With every rejection the possibility of stumbling upon the true coach increases. Far from Gavaskar or the members of the search committee being hostile to a foreign coach, they deliberately didn't offer it to an Indian for fear of aborting this process of negation. An Indian would have said yes.
This is what happened. Cornered by the unthinking scorn of ignorant journalists, the Board was forced to offer the job to Chandu Borde who said yes without knowing what he was saying yes to. When the news broke and journalists quizzed him about the details of the offer, he said he'd know when the official letter arrived.
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India's next coach: continued

More and more the BCCI comes across as a rich repertory company with a particular talent for farce.

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013
Graham Ford has declined the job in a civil, low-key, discreet way: all the qualities that made him such an attractive prospect as coach. There's no reason to doubt his stated reason for staying with Kent: the well-being of his family. But rumour has it that Ford was appalled by the Indian Board officials and the state of cricket training in India—which isn't hard to believe. And not being given a free hand in selecting his support staff was, apparently, another turn-off.
So we have a preparatory camp about to begin and no coach. Sunil Gavaskar appeared on television on Monday, 11 June, and observed that after Ford's withdrawal, the BCCI was "back to square one." Actually, it's worse than square one. At square one Dav Whatmore was a real possibility: now, thanks to the search committee's whims, he's ruled out as a likely candidate. This leaves the Board with a free choice between that hot coaching property, John Emburey, and the usual Indian suspects.
Unless we go to England with what we have in place. In his television appearance, Gavaskar said that he didn't know whether the BCCI would reconvene a meeting of the search committee or carry on with an 'interim' arrangement in place. Would that be Venkatesh Prasad, Robin Singh and Gundappa Viswanath as our bowling, fielding and batting coaches respectively? Perhaps we didn''t give the selection committee enough credit. Perhaps it knew what it wanted all along.
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The Indians are coming

I don't think Sharad Pawar is a good candidate for the presidency of the ICC

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013
Andrew Miller's piece on this website, 'Worse to Follow' about the late Percy Sonn, the president of the ICC who died a few days ago, makes you long for some golden mean between being mealy-mouthed about the dead and being malicious about them. We are told about Sonn's ineptness, the distrust he inspired and the greed-driven system he presided over. In between robust editorial comment, the piece has a couple of Sonn's colleagues say nice things about him in extenuation. It isn't till halfway through the article that you realise that Percy Sonn, so recently dead, is a narrative device, a way of warning cricket's fans that worse is to follow, that 'worse' being the possibility of the BCCI chief, Sharad Pawar, succeeding Sonn.
Why would this be bad? "With Pawar installed at the head of the ICC, the way would be cleared for the takeover of the ICC that has long been threatened by the frustrated Indians, who represent 70% of the game's income and whose early exit from the World Cup conveniently distanced them from most - if not all - of the tournament's myriad failings." This is a remarkable sentence: the first half is unexamined prejudice and the second half is incoherent.
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The good news

I can see it now: portable pitches (held together with glue), third-country venues, empty stadiums, and cross-eyed players wondering if it's Tuesday and Tangiers or Wednesday and consequently Riyadh?

Mukul Kesavan
25-Feb-2013




Are the cameras more important than the spectators? © Hampshire Cricket
So much good news in a single morning. The Afro-Asia Cup seems on its way to the rubbish tip: nobody wants to play in it and, not unnaturally, no one wants to telecast it. Why don't the organisers drop Doordarshan a line? They're usually good to broadcast any junk that's got ODI written over it.
There's more: the Hindustan Times reports that the Zee deal with the BCCI is dead and the first casualty is the lunatic 'home' series of ODIs that India was going to play with South Africa in Ireland. Ireland! Apparently the BCCI's idea of home means a series where the BCCI's chosen telecast partner gets to keep the ad revenues. This is Lalit Modi's definition of a home away from home.
It's all part of the BCCI's plan to replace spectators with television cameras. I can see it now: portable pitches (held together with glue), third-country venues, empty stadiums, and cross-eyed players wondering if it's Tuesday and Tangiers or Wednesday and consequently Riyadh?
But unfortunately for this excellent scheme Doordarshan kept taking its mandatory pound of flesh or share of feed and Zee couldn't bear it any more, specially after losing boatloads of money telecasting the epic India-West Indies-Australia tri-series staged in that well known nursery of cricket, Kuala Lumpur. Anyone remember who won or what happened? Thought not. But here's the good part: HT claims that Zee lost fifty crores! Isn't that wonderful? It couldn't have happened to a nicer company: people who hope to make their money by getting Dravid and Co. to play Mickey Mouse matches in Malaysia, deserve all the grief they get.
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