Fixing West Indies Cricket Goes Very Deep
Alas, I am merely an ordinary, anonymous West Indies cricket
fan. I do not consort with any cricket authorities or pundits of
notes, nor do I go about slavishly seeking out the attention of
some of them including the past greats. I will leave attention
seeking to other more dedicated groups of fans!
However, West Indies cricket brings out a deep passion in me. I
grew up in the period when the legendary West Indies team was in
transition starting with the retirement of two of the players from
the most talented members in this galaxy, Garry Sobers and Rohan
Kanhai; the seminal 1975 licking at the hands of the Australia
under Chappell; the World Cup triumphs in 1975 and 1979; the ascent
under Lloyd; the world champion in Test cricket; the mighty
lickings that we meted out to other teams; Viv Richards strutting
out on field like a colossus; the emergence of the prodigious
talents of Hooper and Lara; the rocket-like ascent of Lara and the
simultaneous collapse of West Indies cricket. All of this reads
like a Homeric Oedipus.
For many years, I have been involved in debates with various
people on the reason behind the demise of the all-conquering West
Indies cricket team. To me, the sight of West Indies cricket
players going back to the pavilion like a revolving door, bowlers
being ridiculed as they were repeatedly smashed all over the park,
fielders with fingers as if dipped in butter and captain fearing
exposure of his motley crew to a slaughter by taking out the safest
(cowardly?) option possible, is like the archetypical fall from the
Ancient Greek Pantheon, the gods who fell down to the earth and
became mere mortals in the process. There has been wailing and
gnashing of teeth. There has been righteous anger. There were
people who laughed and said "I told you so!". There were people
indifferent to the plight of their team, people who were puzzled
and people who simply shrugged their shoulders and carried on with
their normal anonymous existence as they have been doing all their
life.
These days the thematic of West Indies cricket cannot be discussed
without considering the theme of the Caribbean society. There is an
indispensable link between West Indies cricket's performance on
field and our performance as a people. Indeed, to paraphrase CLR
James in his seminal book, 'Beyond a Boundary', "What do they know
of cricket who only cricket know?". I have always thought and still
think that sports is a microcosm of life. The sports personality is
a person first and foremost and what he takes with him on the field
is a manifestation of that personality. If West Indies wants to
produce high quality players, we need to produce high quality men
and women too, otherwise what is the point?
Historically, cricket in the Caribbean started out as an exercise
in the expression of the people who saw the game as a mean of
resistance, to prove to their white overseers that they could be as
good as them under same conditions. From African Emancipation and
Indian Arrival in the mid 19th Century up to the Independence
period, this game of cricket has been linked to the process of
anti-colonialism, and race and class struggle. West Indies took the
typical English game, and radicalised it in the process. This
process leads to a game that is quintessentially West Indian. This
was our first great contribution and there have been many more.
I daresay there is a historical parallel process in the case of
Brazil football. Brazilians play football differently. The
Brazilian style is like an international trademark, which was
registered during the 1958 and 1962 World Cups and given a
universal patent in 1970. Brazilians took this violent English
game, and infused it with their brand of radicalism. Their games
involved prodigious individual skills which outshine team tactics;
dribbles and flicks are preferred over physical challenges or long
distance passes. Perhaps because of the emphasis on the dribble,
which moves one's whole body, Brazilian football is often described
in musical terms - in particular as a samba. At their best,
Brazilians are, we like to think, both sportsmen and artists
[Futebol, The Brazilian Way Of Life, Alex Bellos, Bloomsbury 2002].
People like C.L.R. James, Learie Constantine, George Headley and
Frank Worrell used cricket as a vehicle to express the national
identity of West Indies. A uniquely Caribbean identity, had a
bedfellow in the West Indies Federation, which alas failed to come
to fruition. These men knew the principles behind this so-called
'game' and they knew that they would be recognised as people, not
as cricketers. They along with others like Everton Weekes, Clyde
Walcott, Gary Sobers, Rohan Kanhai and Viv Richards were not just
sports stars, but also folk heroes. They have become like the
archetypical Pantheon of gods. They have been mythologised in the
process. They knew that everytime they walk onto the field, they
carried the hopes and dreams of a people. West Indies cricket hence
became a symbol, in which all our creativity energy and abilities
were manifested. These men knew that they could not afford to fail,
because for them to do that, they would cease to be recognised as a
people.
One could say that the simultaneous demise of West Indies cricket
and the ascent of Brian Lara, against the backdrop of the declining
Caribbean economies and the societal/social disorder served to
highlight the anxieties and hysterical of the Caribbean people, who
are already fearful of their future place in an uncertain global
picture. Previously, the debates focussed too much on Lara?s
perceived attitude when he was at one time the captain of West
Indies team, the current debates, not surprisingly focus too much
on Hooper?s perceived attitude and he is the captain of the West
Indies cricket team! I believe that this blurred the critical issue
of the socio-political change. Hooper and Lara, represent the
generation of cricketers who developed their own identity of
self-representation. They had this freedom to determine the context
of their career. Youthful rebellious? Anti-social behaviours?
Insolence? Call it what you will!
I believe that they did some service to West Indies by shaking up
the establishments, mainly the conservative elders and the men in
West Indies cricket hierarchy still steeped in colonial mentality,
administration and planning, from their stupor. What have they been
doing all through the times of plenty when the West Indies team was
embarking on their world domination ? This phenomenon has no close
parallel in sports apart from the legendary Brazil football of Pele
& Garrincha. It appears have been more or less sitting on their
bums, all comfortably unaware of the approaching disaster. It is
like as if they have been struck by an asteroid, except that
everything was in slow motion. Only when in the time of famine do
they try to devise some plans, more like a rescue action for the
game destined to an almost doomed obviation in the Caribbean
region.
I for one contend that they simply piggy backed on the sweat and
tears of the classical masters of Learie Constantine, George
Headley, through the seminal recognition of Black consciousness in
Frank Worrell and his band of the highly talented cricketers on the
face of earth, through the prodigious and radical expressionism of
batting at the highest of Sobers and Kanhai and the ultimate in the
fireband of radicalism in Richards.
We could start to improve our team by adjusting the technical
aspect of playing the game, selecting the right coach, and so on,
but, I believe that the process goes much deeper than that. This is
a different era from those inhabited by C.L.R. James, Learie
Constantine, George Headley, Frank Worrell, Gary Sobers and Rohan
Kanhai.
The present generation of West Indies cricketers has none of
psychological and emotional reasons that drove their predecessors
to scale those heights. This generation of young players, think
that it is 'just a game' and more importantly as a mean of career
advancement and in some cases entrepreneurship. We will be forever,
changing coaches, adjusting techniques, hiring nutrition experts,
hiring sport 'shrinks', hiring performance enhancers, introducing
chaplains, wheeling out PR front people, and so on, and yet we will
be continuing the ritual of saying, "Oh well, here goes the
series!" and the usual rally cries.
I believe that there should be a two-pronged attack on the problem:
a radical shake up of the West Indies cricket hierarchy from the
low level of local administration right up to the WICB and the
development of a new mode of radicalism in the present generation
of cricketers. The latter part might seem the easiest of the two to
achieve, but this would require the West Indies cricketers to come
up independently with their own ascertained identity, an identity
which is far removed from that which inspired their predecessors.
My final words would be that the issue of how we could tackle the
problems afflicting West Indies cricket is a debate by its own
right, something that I will not go into detail at all. Some of
these debates have been quite extensive in the Caribbeancricket.com
site and the discussion forum and there has been an excellent and
prodigious output in these regards!
For ten long years
We ruled the cricket world
Now the rule seems coming to an end
But down here
Just a chink in the armour
Is enough, enough to lose a friend
Some of the old generals have retired and gone
And the runs don't come by as they did before
But when the Toussaints go the Dessalines come
We've lost the battle but yet we will win the war
Excerpted from "Rally Around the West Indies" by David Rudder.