Let's face it
The lamentable part - as is usually the case with Bangladesh - is that they showed signs of creating a contest before unraveling spectacularly.
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The most entertaining story of the day didn't occur at the Sawai Man Singh
Stadium but around half-an-hour's drive away at Jaipur's Neerja Modi
School. A bunch of school kids, watching India's practice match against a
Rajasthan President XI, were hushed up by their teachers after chanting,
"Bring back Sourav, go back Chappell". Soon, after receiving a lesson or
two, they changed tack and cheered, "Rahul, Rahul."
The audience at the West Indies-Bangladesh game weren't as adventurous.
Considering the drabness of the contest, they were well entitled to
bellow, "Bring back knock-outs, go back dead games" but around 7000 of
them endured the lop-sidedness. They were neutral to a fault - cheering
for sixes, wickets, catches, foolish strokes, and erratic deliveries. They
soaked in the ambience of the first day-night match in Jaipur, and reveled
in Chris Gayle's murderous assault that shunted Bangladesh out of the
tournament. Brian Lara wanted a big win, they got one; Bangladesh wanted a
contest, they will have to wait a couple of days longer when Zimbabwe come
calling.
The lamentable part - as is usually the case with Bangladesh - is that
they showed signs of creating a contest before unraveling spectacularly.
The Aftab Ahmed - Shahriar Nafees partnership, when they not only added 85
at just under a run-a-ball, but also did so with large dollops of
flamboyance, provided hope. Both exuded boyish audacity, both pulled off
risky strokes, and both, most importantly, kept the good balls away. Aftab
even had fortune on his side early on, when Marlon Samuels grassed a
sitter at fine leg, but his dismissal, at a time when he should have
actually knuckled down and consolidated, inevitably hurt Bangladesh.
At the risk of being too harsh on Aftab - he was after all only one of the
two batsmen who made some sort of meaningful contribution - it was a
reckless way to throw it all away. It's happened before, not only with him
but with Ashraful and Habibul Bashar. A half-century is no doubt
creditable but to repeatedly not convert starts can only be a bad thing.
Ashraful has one century in 73 innings, Basher has none in 83 while Aftab
has none in 40. Shahriar Nafees, who's managed one early in his career,
and the younger crop must guard against this malady, one that's dogged
Bangladesh since their elevation to the top flight.
Bashar admitted that it was a problem, and worse still didn't seem to have
a solution in sight. "Aftab is someone who likes to play his natural game
and we try not to stop that," he explained when asked about what he would
tell him at the end of the game. "But we do need someone to make a big
score. When someone gets set and scores 30 or 50, we need them to go on to
a hundred. It's not everyday that you get a start and you need to make it
count. Unfortunately Aftab has been consistent, but not getting the big
ones."
It's a problem that many batsmen have had to confront, including the
brutal Gayle, who marmalised Bangladesh's bowlers later in the day. Gayle
had a word of advice for batsmen facing such a conversion block. "I'd tell
them that once they're in the middle, you're used to the wicket and seeing
every ball well. You'd know which bowler you're going to take your chances
against, so those are the things you need to put together. You try not to
face some bowler, try and stay at the other end. Having said that you need
to also try and score off every ball."
The international schedule doesn't allow Bangladesh's international stars
to play too many domestic games, something that will allow them to get
used to the big scores, but it's a chicken-and-egg situation that needs to
be solved. And soon. Bangladesh need games, absolutely no doubt, and it's
important that they're part of such tournaments, gaining exposure and
getting a feel of cricket in the big time. But if lessons learnt aren't
going to be rectified, then, unfortunate as it may sound, there's no place
for them among the elite. Just ask the school kids at Neerja Modi School.
Siddhartha Vaidyanathan is staff writer of Cricinfo