Undoubtedly if you’re Indian, cricket is something that
gets you to the TV screens as surely as a melodramatic Bollywood film and more
importantly keeps you glued to it till it’s over. And why shouldn’t it? As
Shashi Tharoor puts it, although cricket was brought to India by the British
yet it is more inherently Indian than any other sport (for details read
Tharoor’s “The Elephant, The Tiger & The Cellphone”) and indeed Indians
took to it like a cat to milk that has culminated into 7 World cup successes
(including 4 u-19 World Cups).
However notwithstanding the romanticism that the simple act
of smashing a red sphere with a wooden plank into a crowd of people or hitting
3 wooden sticks down with a red sphere evokes, cricket has changed a lot from
what it’s founders possibly envisioned. Watching a match featuring young Indian
turk Virat Kohli or the slightly more experienced Gautam Gambhir is not too
different from watching an expletive laden Tarantino movie with a generous
sprinkling of references to mothers and sisters dominating the respective
players’ mouths. In fact the use of fingers to alter the grips on the ball and
hence spin or swing it is comparatively lesser than the use that “one of them”
is regularly put to, to allow the tension building up throughout the body to
escape miraculously through one raised finger aimed at the worthy opponents or
in some cases even the paying spectators.
Sledging is not new in cricket or for that matter in any
other sports and without sledging the game would perhaps not be what it is
today where winning the mental battles are as important as winning the physical
battles but today sadly sledging today consists mainly of the rampant use of
the four letter word beginning with ‘f’ and ending with ‘k’ (for those who
still don’t get it, it’s not “fork”) and colourful Indian language that would
make even Bollywood scriptwriters blush with shame.
Now, agreed that on the cricket field during a cricket
match, cricket should take centre stage but a little banter never hurts, does
it? Or maybe it does …but breaking down the opponent mentally before destroying
him physically is not an altogether bad idea in today’s extremely competitive
world. And the fun lies in the fact that not always does it work, sometimes
leading to a rather interesting repartee on the cricket field like this little
gem from the great Sir Vivian Richards.
In a county game
against Glamorgan , Greg Thomas attempted to sledge him after he had played and missed at
several balls in a row. He informed Richards,” It’s red, round and weighs about
five ounces, in case you were wondering." Richards hammered the next
delivery out of the cricket grounds and into a nearby river. Turning to the
bowler, he commented, “Greg, you know what it looks like, now go and find
it."
Sir Vivian Richards was a ruthless punisher of those who
sledged him but that did not deter him from having a go himself!
To ease the pressure on himself, Gavaskar had decided to
come lower down the order and bat at No. 4 for a 1978 Test match in Kolkata but
Malcolm Marshall fired out Anshuman Gaekwad and Dilip Vengsarkar for ducks,
setting the stage for Gavaskar to walk in at 0/2. Richards cheekily remarked, “Man,
it don’t matter where you come in to bat, the score is still zero.”
Although debate still rages as to the origin of sledging,
yet one can be fairly sure that the Australians the one of the best exponents
of this art, a factor definitely that played a major role in their rise to
cricketing power in the 90s.One particular Australian who used his acerbic
tongue to great use was Merv Hughes, known more for his moustache than his
on-field exploits. His banter with English batsman Robin Smith during the 1989
Lords Test is now a part of cricketing lore.
Continually
beating Smith’s bat during the match Hughes remarked “If you turn your bat
over you’ll see the instructions on the back.” following it up with a more sedate,
“You can’t bat.” after Smith had missed again. The next ball however Smith had
his answer ready, both with bat and mouth. Hitting Hughes to the fence for a
boundary, he wisecracked, “Hey Merv, we make a fine pair. I can’t bat and you
can’t bowl’”
Another
particularly vitrolic exchange took place during the 2001 Ashes between Mark
Waugh and little known English batsman James Ormond. Upon his arrival at
the crease during the match, Waugh had a go at the youngster, “….look who it
is. Mate, what are you doing out here? There’s no way you’re good enough to
play for England.” Without missing a beat, Ormond casually turned around and
said, “Maybe not, but at least I’m the best player in my family”
This list of
interesting exchanges between players who tried their best to replace brainless
jocks as poster boys of sports through their wit cannot be complete without a
final incident which marked the beginning of an enigma called Tendulkar. In an
unofficial match against Pakistan, a 16-year old Sachin was constantly jeered and mocked by the
Pakistani supporters with placards :”Hey kid, go home and drink milk’.
Tendulkar in his inimitable fashion chose to answer with his bat as he sent
Mustaq Ahmed hiding for cover hitting two sixes in one over. The legendary
Abdul Qadir challenged Tendulkar, “Why are you hitting kids? Try and hit me” Silently,
Tendulkar answered Qadir’s request with four sixes in the over. The over read
6, 0, 4, 6, 6, 6 by the time a legend was born.
Whether
the answer is with the bat, the mouth or with mere actions (who can forget Dada
removing his jersey and whirling it over his head with utter disdain on the
balcony of the Mecca of cricket as an apt answer to Andrew Flintoff doing the same
in Mumbai after scripting an incredible English victory!) repartee surely
spices up the cricket. Unfortunately witty interactions between cricketers are
virtually non-existent in today’s age and sadly sledging has been reduced to a
much-maligned act after the Monkeygate incident.
Perhaps
the Gentleman’s game has been corroded beyond recognition or maybe when
winter’s here can spring be far behind? On that hopeful note, the cricketing
world awaits another Merv Hughes or Sir Vivian Richards. Sadly, a Sachin
Tendulkar it might never get again!