Corinthian lurks within Stewart (3 May 1999)
Alec Stewart sat for lunch in London's Cafe Royal
03-May-1999
3 May 1999
Corinthian lurks within Stewart
Mark Nicholas
Alec Stewart sat for lunch in London's Cafe Royal. Next to him was
his wife, Lyn, and a table or so away were Micky and Sheila, the mum
and dad who, if not always by his side, are never far from his
consciousness. The National Sporting Club were honouring the England
captain while his first book, a diary of the tour to Australia last
winter, was launched. Two hundred and fifty punters were in to hear
him talk.
"If we play our very best cricket, the cricket I know we are capable
of, we can win the World Cup," he said over lunch, "but we must
maintain form for all seven weeks of the tournament - points in the
preliminary matches could well count in the Super Sixes - and not
play in spurts. Consistency is still a problem."
Did he like the idea of winning the World Cup from a personal point
of view? After all, no other England captain has pulled it off. The
Gaffer could be immortalised. "Me, immortal, oh no! Give me a break.
It would be a one-day pinnacle of course, but I'd rather have won
the. . . "
The what, Alec? You would rather have won the what? "I was going to
say the Ashes last winter. I accept Australia were the better team
but I don't think we were as far away as people say. But for the
Michael Slater run-out in Sydney going against us, we might have
drawn the series don't forget."
OK, but for now, what is more important to a cricketer, the Ashes or
the World Cup? "You'll think I'm sitting on the fence but actually
they are equally important." You are darned right I think you are
sitting on the fence - get off! "No, I mean it, but only because a
World Cup comes round only every four years and no home team has ever
won. It would be a first, a terrific achievement. I'd take the Ashes,
all Test cricket in fact, before any other one-day competition but
not before the World Cup, not here in England."
Contrary to his bullish look, the peacock strut, the handsome
strokeplay, the noisy stumper's call, Stewart is wisely reserved in
his opinion of the England team. He will have learnt to be so during
the harsh Australian winter and most specifically because gifted
individuals do not always cut the mustard. He raves about Darren
Gough, of course, and is excited by Andrew Flintoff's physical
strength and spirit of adventure - "a special talent".
He admires Graeme Hick immensely, suggesting that more is to come
from him, but points out that though Hick made three hundreds in the
one-day series in Australia, England lost two of the games. This is
not to blame Hick, of course, but it will not do. "If a top-three
batter is playing that well, we shouldn't be losing," he says. "I
want flexibility, with capital letters, from all the batsmen. It's no
good playing in a comfort zone, it's a question of playing for the
moment which means players performing roles under pressure which may
not always suit them."
Now that Michael Atherton is no more a World Cupper, Stewart will
open the innings with Nick Knight. He has come to terms with this and
will not, he says, press the self-destruct button which was his
downfall in Australia. "I must bat at my own pace, not as a
pinch-hitter which I'm no good at anyway. I must get back to playing
as I did in one-day cricket a couple of years ago."
The England captain makes no secret of his admiration for Chris Lewis
and Dominic Cork, neither of whom are in the World Cup party.
Probably Stewart and the selectors have not found middle ground when
discussing these awkward coves, though in a typical show of
solidarity he would not admit as much.
For all the stiffness and the deeply rooted sense of discipline in
Stewart, there is a dasher there somewhere - not a revolutionary but
maybe the hint of a rebel, or at the very least of a Corinthian
itching to have his 15 minutes. The twinkle in the flashing strong
blue eyes and the sharp, sometimes acidic wit along with his
favourable opinions on men like Lewis and particularly of Shane
Warne, who he reveres, confirms as much. We are unlikely to see it
though, for it is not the Stewart style, not without a bat in his
hand anyway, and a departure from the straight and narrow may
compromise his long sought-after position of responsibility. It is a
pity, a lot of Stewart is still locked away.
"Our one-day cricket abroad has been poor for as long as anyone can
remember," he admits bluntly. "OK, we've not always had our
first-choice one-day side and now, when we do, it's not easy for
players to come off the English winter and turn it on immediately.
But the fact is we are better prepared and more comfortable at home,
which is why we've done well in the early-season one-day
internationals. We're practised on English pitches, which suit us,
and have played loads of 55 and 40-over cricket."
So why then, do we go to Lahore and Sharjah to prepare for a World
Cup in England? "I don't make the itinerary," he says.
We mused on other issues too - the need to preserve the spirit of the
game, for the umpire's word to be law, the responsibility to
entertain and his much-discussed role as 'keeper, captain and
batsman. "I say again that in Tests I'm happiest opening the batting
and leaving the wicketkeeping gloves in the dressing-room. In one-day
cricket, there should not be a problem with all three."
He is comfortable enough with the demands of captaincy off the field:
"Busy yes, too much, no. If I'm seen as public property that's fine,
I chose the life."
Lyn interrupts: "The phone never stops. We leave it on the answer
service now. I don't know how he copes."
Pretty well is the answer with a team who too often flatter to
deceive. He has lightened them up at least, continues to improve the
general tone. And it would be handy if he could bring a little of the
latent Corinthian to his captaincy on the field which, in turn, would
encourage self-expression from his men. In the end it is up to them,
of course, to prove they are a unit, and a crack one in English
conditions. "If we play our very best cricket. . . we can win the
World Cup. . . "
Source :: Electronic Telegraph (https://www.telegraph.co.uk)