There was a time when the subcontinent was mystery, assigned dark and
exotic shades. It was the land of the unknown, rendered even more so by
inventive prose. You got the feeling that visiting teams were waiting
for the unexpected, that, peculiarly, they expected it, and were almost
ready to succumb to it. Either they weren't aware of how to combat the
conditions or, more likely, they were just unwilling to. A tour to this
part of the world brought out the best in cricket writers, rarely in
cricketers.
A couple of days ago I saw two giant New Zealanders, they of the land
that had seemed beyond the unknown to us, understand the subcontinent
like it was their own. And it struck me that the mystique
had gone. Jacob Oram and James Franklin seemed so at ease that they might have been bowling at Eden Park, indeed that the Feroz Shah Kotla might have been as familiar to them as Eden Park was. The world had shrunk and India was now the playground of the cricket world. Two New Zealanders had beaten India playing an Indian game.
had gone. Jacob Oram and James Franklin seemed so at ease that they might have been bowling at Eden Park, indeed that the Feroz Shah Kotla might have been as familiar to them as Eden Park was. The world had shrunk and India was now the playground of the cricket world. Two New Zealanders had beaten India playing an Indian game.
And so, as the World Twenty20 begins across the Palk Strait, I wonder if
knowledge of local conditions is a qualification anymore; whether slow
bowlers who take the pace off the ball speak only in our accents. Wristy
players with exotic shots now hail from Ireland, mystery spinners from
Trinidad, and even those from Dunedin and Hobart are increasingly at
home in Pallekele and Visakhapatnam.
And so this is as open a World T20 as any you will see. You could argue,
and you would argue fairly, that the smaller a match the more open it
is anyway, but in earlier editions the format was still unfamiliar and
there were times when the slow, low pitches of the subcontinent could
negate teams like New Zealand, South Africa and England. Not anymore.
The IPL is now five years old, the Big Bash has gathered steam, there is
excitement around England's T20, and little leagues have sprung up in
Bangladesh and Sri Lanka. As cuisines go global, so does short-form
cricket.
The groups don't matter anymore, and the rankings still have
insufficient data to make for fair and informed assessments. As
Australia have shown, the number ten ranking can be made to look both
correct and ridiculous in the space of two days. Look at their matches
against Pakistan. In the 2010 World Twenty20 semi-final they got 80 in six overs; recently they struggled to make that many in 20 overs, and a couple of days later they bowled Pakistan out for 74. Any of those days could have been a final, so predictions will be foolhardy.
The news coming out of Sri Lanka is that the pitches have a bit of the spice normally associated with the fish curries there; that the ball is allowed a decent carry in Pallekele, and that spinners of doubtful pedigree will have to do more than just turn a doorknob to get help from the pitches | |||
That is especially so because the news coming out of Sri Lanka is that
the pitches have a bit of the spice normally associated with the fish
curries there; that the ball is allowed a decent carry in Pallekele, and
that spinners of doubtful pedigree will have to do more than just turn a
door knob to get help from the pitches. I hope that assessment is right
because good pitches will favour better cricketers. I also hope that
boundary ropes are placed a respectable distance away from the batsman.
The unpredictability makes this edition even more alluring. West Indies,
once the home of fast bowling, could play with Samuel Badree, Sunil
Narine, Marlon Samuels and Darren Sammy (three of them slow, one just
going past that definition); Sri Lanka could throw up another couple of
unorthodox sensations to go with Lasith Malinga and Ajantha Mendis (have
been told to keep an eye out for Dilshan Munaweera and Akila
Dananjaya); and even South Africa, the land of the braai and seam-up
bowlers, might play three slow bowlers. With Sohail Tanvir and Umar Gul
in form, Pakistan are the one team that need not bother about the
surface, having bowlers to suit all kinds.
If the tracks are indeed really good, India will be forced to play with
five bowlers, which is how it should be anyway. A team that has six
quality batsmen and can play Irfan Pathan, R Ashwin and Harbhajan Singh
thereafter shouldn't need the security of another batsman at No. 7. If
there is a weakness in this team, it is the absence of a death bowler,
and the selection of Zaheer Khan, never the most enthusiastic T20
cricketer, is probably an attempt to fill that position.
For the first time in years the team to watch out for is West Indies. I
suggested a couple of years ago that T20 might be the path to the
revival of West Indies cricket, and they certainly seem to play it with
the joie de vivre that the format encourages. A team of Chris Gayle,
Dwayne Smith, Darren Bravo (or Lendl Simmons), Samuels, Dwayne Bravo,
Kieron Pollard, Denesh Ramdin, Sammy, Andre Russell, Narine and Fidel
Edwards (with Ravi Rampaul and Samuel Badree around) offers much for the
senses. Gayle will still be the talisman, the enforcer, but there are
many match-winners down the line. And almost all of them have played a
lot on the subcontinent.
To me, this World Twenty20 will be a search for the joy in West Indies
cricket. Anyone can win it but West Indies will bring more smiles to
faces.
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