T Chesterfield: Spinners Tales - Bradman's Recipe For Success (08 Feb 1996)
Since early into the new year the sun has not made a habit of beating down on parched Gauteng outfields (remember
08-Feb-1996
SPINNER`S TALES (February 1996)
Bradman`s recipe for success
Since early into the new year the sun has not made a habit of
beating down on parched Gauteng outfields (remember . . . it also
rained a good deal of the test series against England). Neither
was the scoreboard always registered at 351 for five, or the
boyish grin on Michael Atherton`s face as relaxed as that at the
after-match press conference following the Wanderers test. While
for some the early weeks of 1996 may have been blessed with
rose-tinted innings of character and quality, Atherton`s
demeanour denegerated from thoughtful good humour (at the Wanderers) to the snarling image that greeted us at the same venue a
little than four weeks later. Not only had the once projected
cool facade slipped to reveal an ugly sulking child, we also had
the unfortunate snapping mannerisims which have no landed him
in even a deeper pile of mire in Pakistan. After the test defeat at Newlands he was dubbed "Captain Grumpy". I prefer
"Captain Gaffe" because each time he has opened his mouth since
then he plunged it into another prickly pear: the sight is far
from pleasant. Always he seemed to be more worried about his image than his credibility and (like the current Northern
Transvaal umpires executive) has been found wanting on both accounts. So as his flow of runs disappeared, his lack of success
and ill-temper has avalanched along with what diplomacy and tact
when answering questions, hence the churlish "buffoon" remark
carelessly flung at a Pakistan journalist. It has long been
argued that had Atherton`s form been without blemish, so would
have been his accommodation with the media. It has also been argued that he has forgotted the old recipe that has helped others restore confidence in their game. The Don (Sir Donald Bradman), even after a double century, would sit in his chair on the
balcony of a dressing room and analyse his innings and how he got
out. Even against the most mediocre of attacks he would mentally examine the pitch, the manner of bounce, the line of
attack the bowlers opted to use: it rarely failed to unveil something he had overlooked. A hundred and one questions would surface: each one carefully examined and carefully labelled and
placed in a mental index file that was always in use whether he
was playing or holding a discussion about some aspect of
play. Some years ago, when he was convener of the Australian
selectors, the Don was spotted on his way to breakfast by
several journalists at a Melbourne hotel. They also knew he was
a keen tennis player (it was a way to keep fit in the winter
months) and was asked if he was going to the Davis Cup tie
between Australia and the United States. "Gentlemen, I am off
to the MCG," was his surprise comment. "But Don, the test side`s
been announced," came one comment. "That may be so, but I have
not yet gone to a match and failed to learn something new,
" smiled the great run-maker. Words of wisdom from a man of whom
it was assumed knows more about the game than anyone else. Atherton apart, they are also words that the discredited local umpires association need to study, for like the England captain, their image is continually being tarnished from within
their own ranks.