England back on the right track (6 December 1998)
WHEN English explorers searched the interior of Australia for some respite to the never-ending bush and ruthless desert, especially for a great inland lake or sea, they searched in vain
06-Dec-1998
6 December 1998
England back on the right track
By Scyld Berry
WHEN English explorers searched the interior of Australia for
some respite to the never-ending bush and ruthless desert,
especially for a great inland lake or sea, they searched in vain.
Names on the map like Lake Disappointment and Mount Hopeless
attest forever to their lack of success.
This England cricket team, however, should not be condemned for
their lack of success in Australia: not yet, at any rate. For the
culture of the England team is now healthier than at any time
since Mike Brearley was captain.
The pain of Perth was part of the birth-pangs of a decent side
being born. It can never be a table-topping one until England
have a match-winning spinner, and the selectors have made sure
there is not one here by packing the party with off-breakers.
Otherwise they are on the right track, so long as they believe it
to be so, and further down it than many people, judging by the
scores of this series and almost two decades of
under-performance, may think.
At Brisbane and Perth this England team have played well for
whole sessions, copping cuts and bruises and earfuls of abuse,
answering the Australians back and trading punch for punch until
the world champions have come up with the killer one from Glenn
McGrath or Jason Gillespie. Mark Ramprakash must have received
more abuse in his second innings in Perth than Patsy Hendren,
Denis Compton and Mike Gatting in their combined careers, which
was a measure of how much the Australians wanted to break him,
but it was symptomatic of this England team's spirit that they
did not.
Of course England need a real strike-bowler, and attacking
spinner, of their own before they can string those sessions into
one long victorious necklace. For the moment though let us
appreciate how far they have come since two years ago in
Zimbabwe, or even last summer in the Lord's and Old Trafford
Tests against South Africa, when they were incapable of playing
well for one session.
No scores or statistics can prove this improvement - indeed they
may suggest the opposite - but it is nonetheless evident as they
prepare for the Adelaide Test, where they cannot afford to be
defeated if the Ashes are to be regained. There is a genuine zeal
as Darren Gough strives to be the answer to McGrath; when England
are throwing themselves around in the field - and stopping the
ball - as never before; or when their fielders mix it with Steve
Waugh while Alex Tudor makes him do a fine imitation of a
kangaroo on a pogo-stick.
The Australians as a whole did not like it one bit when England's
fast bowlers attacked them in Perth, or when England's batsmen
asserted themselves in Brisbane: twice in one over there
Australian fielders fumbled and conceded an extra run. At
Adelaide England must aim to be consistently positive, running
every quick single, putting away every half-volley, getting that
short-leg in for new batsmen. Bullies are the last people who can
cope with being bullied.
England are at last trying to make victory happen instead of
waiting for it: such a philosophy of patience has never won
hearts or modern Test series and soon becomes indistinguishable
from resignation. Graham Gooch succeeded in dispelling it in his
early period of captaincy, and raised England's level of
intensity, until he tired of the struggle and went back to
batting.
"Show some passion, Mullally!" shouted one spectator in Perth as
the bowler ambled back to long-leg after dropping Michael Slater.
This critic did not know his man: Mullally does care, when he is
bowling and giving it back to Steve Waugh in equal measure. What
he (and every other England player) has to do is channel the same
passion into every facet of the game, not clowning around with
the bat and being the worst of England's culprits with three
dropped chances out of three.
Given ECB contracts, England's bowlers could work on their
fielding and batting between Tests instead of doing donkey-work
in county cricket; and Ramprakash and Graeme Hick could work on
their bowling so that England could make do with seven batsmen
and four seamers in most circumstances, excluding Sydney, until
the selectors give Ashley Giles a go. Above all, ECB contracts
would stop Tudor being bowled into the ground in pursuit of
promotion or to avoid relegation for Surrey in the brave new
world of a two-division championship, and cutting down his pace
in order to survive.
One way to supply more punch in Adelaide would be to open with
Alec Stewart: the Australians do not make Slater bat at number
four and keep wicket. But as England have no reserve keeper who
can bat, Stewart will continue in his three jobs and down the
order, to be pitted against spin as soon as he comes in, while
Mike Atherton, England's best and most soft-handed player of
spin, seldom faces any because he is snuffed out by the quicks.
Given these selector-imposed limitations, the best available
option would be to elevate Hick to number three, tell him that he
is there for the series, and hope he can carry on from where he
left off in Perth. He did not chew his nails to the quick at
second slip as he used to do. After 50 Tests he looks more secure
than ever.
Top batsmen are motivated in different ways. Stewart loves to
strut his stuff; Atherton loves to deny opponents his wicket and
victory. In both cases confrontation sparks them. Hick loves
batting and has done ever since he was bowled to by African boys
in his garden on the Trelawney estate outside Harare; and county
cricket was much the same. In Test cricket bowlers have bowled
not to but at him, denying him his first-choice preference of
front-foot drives, while everyone has watched and carped.
He was beginning to flow in 1993 until Merv Hughes confronted him
verbally and he was dropped. Back he came, more hardened, and the
career graph was rising steadily until 1996, when he began badly
against India and froze against the abrasive Pakistanis and
Waqar's yorkers, to be dropped until last summer.
All the time his old Worcester coach Basil d'Oliveira has told
him to go for his shots - he is too big a man to push and fend at
all the short stuff - and at Perth he did so. Ideally, he needs
reassurance, a quiet crowd, a platform for him to bat on and a
solid defensive partner like Ramprakash at the other end, but he
may be ready at last to deal with practical conditions.
If Hick can fulfil himself, and Graham Thorpe strengthens his
lower back, England have a solid enough core of batsmen and pace
bowlers, and the right attitude, to make them a worthy mid-table
team with a chance of beating the big four Test sides. Gooch as a
hands-on manager has not lapsed into the mistake he made as
captain of being too zealous for the hair shirt: it was sensible
to give the Test players two days off after the seven-wicket
defeat in Perth.
England's development though has also to be seen in the context
of other Test nations who are improving simultaneously, like Sri
Lanka, New Zealand and Zimbabwe; and another beating in three
days would inevitably stir self-doubt in a team still exploring
its capabilities. But at least if England do fail against the
world Test champions, it will be merely because they are not good
enough - disappointing, not hopeless.
Source :: Electronic Telegraph (https://www.telegraph.co.uk)