19 September 1996
Simmons a brick in the Grace Road wall
Charles Randall on the Trinidadian supplying power at
Leicestershire
THERE is one topic of conversation Phil Simmons has not
brought with him into the Leicestershire dressing-room. It might
not even be mentioned when the championship title comes to Grace
Road this weekend, as expected.
At the age of 33, Simmons must be one of the most improved
players in first-class cricket, as most soldiers in the county
circuit now suspect, and he has not returned to the West Indies
team. Not even to the fringes. His Leicestershire captain calls
him "a brick", which is not a misheard insult but praise of
the highest degree, a quaint word that is exactly right.
This Trinidadian has had to weather a series of knock-backs by
the West Indies, who left him out of last year`s England tour,
the World Cup and this winter`s Australia tour. The World Cup
snub was a surprise, but his omission from the England tour hurt
most, and, as a finger-wagging exercise, he did make a hundred in
each innings against Essex as an injury fill-in.
The first impression of Simmons is of an imposing presence.
There are powerful shoulders, those fairy-wing ears, usually a
goatee beard and, above all, an almost touching enthusiasm for a
life in cricket - this summer as James Whitaker`s vice-captain.
He is not the willowy Caribbean type and not really a stylist
with the bat, but he hits his drives like a rifle crack,
delivers the fastest ball in the Leicestershire team and can
swoop on slip catches like the best.
"I find it remarkable," said Whitaker, "that the West Indies
can leave him out of any squad. All I can say there must be
some frigging good players out there. He`s very quiet on the
subject - he hasn`t mentioned it once. He hasn`t brought his
disappointment about not being in the West Indies team into our
dressing-room."
Whitaker`s tone of voice suggested he would not have approved if
Simmons had. But the West Indian didn`t, and that is the
point. It must have been, and still is, tempting for the West
Indian to seek some sort of gruff sympathy. Simmons even avoided
talking to the media yesterday, fearing distraction and
promising to hold court after the final match against
Middlesex, which starts today.
It is in Middlesex that Simmons has his family home - in Mill
Hill to the north of London - though his base moves to the
village of Kibworth when he is required for Leicestershire
cricket. He has accepted a new two-year contract, and this
winter is spending three months in South Africa coaching and
playing at Easterns, near Johannesburg. Then he returns to
domestic cricket for Trinidad to try to win back his West
Indies place.
Simmons has always had the physique to succeed but not always
the technique, as many suspected on his first tour in 1988.
His courage, though, could hardly be doubted after his terrible
head injury while batting at Bristol, when he needed brain
surgery.
His excellent all-round record for the West Indies in 111
one-day games has been offset by a mediocre Test average of only
23.56 in 22 matches, plus a paltry two wickets. Even after making
261, Leicestershire`s record individual score, on his county
debut two years ago, he struggled to consolidate when his
tendency to play across the ball became wider knowledge. This
year, as with the Australian players making waves, he has
imposed his personality on the county circuit, and his
adjusted, straighter method has brought three hundreds and
seven fifties.
AND there is the matter of 54 championship wickets, including a
career-best six for 14 against Durham last week. His
variations are effective, but the bottom line is pace. "He`s
the quickest bowler we`ve got when he cranks it up," said
Whitaker.
His personality has been a key to Leicestershire`s strong
season, even for a man of relatively few words. Whitaker said:
"He exudes confidence and is a great person to have around.
He`s an encourager and motivator and speaks a lot of
commonsense. He`s a brick, he`s brilliant."
Another colleague said: "He respects the game of cricket."
This season the feeling has become mutual.