EW Swanton : Counties fracture century-oldframework (5 December 1998)
THE TRUEST lovers of cricket like to think that the evolving art of our great English summer game survives the crises which from time to time shake its foundations
05-Dec-1998
5 December 1998
EW Swanton : Counties fracture century-oldframework
By E W Swanton
THE TRUEST lovers of cricket like to think that the evolving art
of our great English summer game survives the crises which from
time to time shake its foundations.
Such a one is now upon us and we optimists have to support the
new order and encourage what seem to be its possible benefits.
Good things may come which are as yet unknown.
Yet there is no disguising from those of whatever generation with
the knowledge of history that the England and Wales Cricket Board
have fractured the County Championship which has produced our
great cricketers, batsmen, bowlers and all-rounders since before
it grew almost to its present size in 1895.
From Grace, Fry and Ranji to Hobbs, Woolley and Hammond: to
Hutton and Compton: to May, Barrington, Dexter and Gower: of
bowlers from Barnes and Richards to Tate and Larwood: to Bedser,
Laker, Truman and Underwood: of all-rounders from Rhodes, Hirst
and Jackson: J W Hearne and Ames: to Bailey, Knott, Illingworth
and Botham. Were they not sufficiently 'competitive'? The hall of
fame rolls on.
Lord MacLaurin, the ECB's strong chairman, tells us that the new
"harder-edge competition" will "raise the game's profile and
improve its quality". One good prospect for two divisions is that
it will reputedly enthuse the young. Indeed, we shall all be on
the edge of our breakfast chairs discovering whether our
favourite county is heading Upstairs or Downstairs. The absence
of the best in seven Tests and as many one-day internationals,
the crucial chances of weather and pitches, lottery declarations,
and the inevitable conflicts of interest between the pull of
county and country in the selection of players: these factors
surely make this deep gap far from ideal.
Here is a comical illustration. Neither of the last two
champions, Leicestershire this year, Glamorgan in 1997, could
have won the title, since both, on the previous year's results,
would have been languishing in the lower divisions.
The 18 counties are to be treated equally as regards the annual
hand-out, without which few could survive. That is one decision
to applaud, and here is another. The present registration system
limiting the transfer of players is to remain unaltered. No doubt
the most important factor was the hidden agenda item, the
likelihood of substantial financial sponsorship. The fact that
the regulation ordains as many as three up, three down, probably
decreases the danger of a football-style transfer market.
I imagine these are things which influenced the almost unanimous
vote (15-1 with three abstentions), an extraordinary volte-face
from the previous vote, 12-7 in favour of the continuation of the
current championship, which will be contested next summer for the
last time. On Thursday the MCC, not being directly concerned,
sensitively abstained.
What to my mind is a great pity is that the dividing line for the
year 2000 is to be drawn on the results of the 1999 championship
alone, despite the major interruption of the World Cup, rather
than taking the average positions over the past two summers and
the next.
These large gatherings, attended by so many representatives, are
proverbially difficult to control: the more credit therefore to
David Morgan of Glamorgan who, my spies tell me, chaired the
meeting admirably.
I must revert to the media climate of the last few years (not by
any means excluding the 'heavies') before leaving the past and
accepting the challenges of the future. If the dedicated, unpaid
work of county committees and executives had been acknowledged
and been in the interests of their members and loyal supporters,
we would have had respect for their opinions. What hurt was the
parrot-cry, latched on to by ignorant men eager to criticise, of
selfish dinosaurs not concerned with England's interests. What
piffle! Richie Benaud, with his unparalleled experience of
English and Australian cricket, corrected this line of thinking
of the counties being just a production line for Test cricketers.
He has written that when he played and captained New South Wales
his sole ambition and effort was to win the Sheffield Shield for
his State. They never gave a thought to selection for Australia.
It was the selectors' job to estimate their ability and their
temperament.
We all want a strong England team. Of course we do. But Benaud's
philosophy must be ours. The championship must prosper on its own
if it is to be an effective nursery. There is ludicrous rubbish
in the air that the current championship is "meaningless", and
that the two divisions are the panacea which will prevent England
ever being bowled out again at Perth for 112.
The worst damage to English cricket was when the decision to
cover the pitches scotched the experiment in progress of a
championship mixture of some three and some four-day matches. If
the covers had been tried for four days and not brought in also
for three days, the merits of both over a few seasons would have
been tested.
As it was, county captains as a rule mutually decided on two days
of sparring and a declaration and hectic chase on the third. Many
old cricketers believe that improvement in technique, marred by
one-day cricket and bats like logs, and especially the arts of
spin, will only return if a measure of covering comes back.
The importance of the umpires' role will become more and more
important as 'more competitive' today means more aggressive - and
more intimidation by bowlers. Too many of our young cricketers in
or near the England XI, now free to say and write as they like,
talk tough, words made foolish as soon as they are uttered. They
even seem to take for granted the puerile and offensive habit of
sledging, invented and practised almost universally in Australia.
England's improvement will only come gradually. Meanwhile let the
present generation of first-class cricketers be aware that they
are inheritors of players mostly modest and with a rich brand of
dry humour, admired by the public for the men they were. Their
instinct was reflected by village cricketers and upwards: that
generosity is at the heart of true sportsmanship: in defeat as in
victory.
Postscript: Rain at Brisbane, which probably saved England from
defeat in the First Test, was no more than a down-payment for the
defeats of 1946 and 1950. In the first instance our hopes of
saving the game were washed away by rain and hail, the noise of
which on the corrugated-iron stand roof seemed to prelude the end
of the world. In 1950 Freddie Brown's side bowled out Australia
for 228 on a plumb pitch on the first day, one of the best
performances I ever saw in Australia. Thereupon England, after
torrential rain, had to bat on the most horrible, impossible of
pitches. We generally do better at Adelaide.
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