The lives and journeys of 26 Indian cricketers from ‘Tiger’ Pataudi to Ravindra Jadeja
Ours is a world of endless technological advances. And
the accompanying innovations have given rise to multiple storytelling ways.
Stories are told through numbers. Stories are told through charts. There are
even stories told in as low as 140 characters, popularly called Twitter
fiction, which even eminent authors such as Geoff Dyer and Jeffrey Archer tried
their hand at.
So, in such a rapidly changing landscape and
ever-decreasing attention spans, intelligent storytelling becomes all the more
important. As much as numbers, charts and little nuggets help tell a story
effectively, the ones that stay in the mind are often the ones rich in anecdote
and involving great personal detail.
This is what author Makarand Waingankar sets out to do in
his book Guts & Glory which sketches the lives and journeys of 26 Indian
cricketers starting from Mansur Ali Khan Pataudi to Ravindra Jadeja.
And thus we learn that Ajit Wadekar was initially
studying to become an engineer, but the promise of a sum of Rs. 3 as pocket
money for being the 12th man of a college match made him a cricketer.
Of how Dilip Sardesai, who “didn’t like cricketers having
girlfriends”, fell in love and exchanged 90 letters with his fiancĂ©e when he
was away in the West Indies for three months in 1962.
‘Colonel’
Of how Lala Amarnath nicknamed Dilip Vengsarkar ‘Colonel’
because he reminded Amarnath of C.K. Nayudu. And of how a statement to the tune
“There are no fast bowlers in India,” by the then Cricket Club of India
secretary Keki Tarapore in reply to a young Kapil Dev who asked for better food
since he was a “fast bowler” drove the latter to become the best in the
business.
The narrative isn’t usual. Rather than writing straight
profiles, cricketers are grouped into chapters based on the qualities they
embody. Then the story goes seamlessly back and forth between the players.
For example, Mohinder Amarnath and Dilip Vengsarkar are
pooled together courtesy their tough persona, Rahul Dravid and V.V.S. Laxman for
being men of stability and so on.
Though the clubbing together of Shikhar Dhawan, Rohit
Sharma and Ravindra Jadeja, who still have a lot to prove, on the grounds that
they “reiterate the fact that the good days of Indian cricket are here to
stay,” seems a tad premature.The author’s strongly held opinions — acknowledged by those who read his columns in
leading dailies including The Hindu — is visible through the book. At one stage
he writes, “When in the mood, and form, he [Yuvraj Singh] can match every Sir
Garfield Sobers shot for shot.”
He goes onto to try and substantiate this by eliciting a
quote from the great man himself. “I tend to agree,” was the response after
Yuvraj had clobbered six sixes off Broad at the T20 World Cup in 2007.
But the author fails to do that at a few other places.
One such instance is while he talks about M.S Dhoni’s initial selection to the
national cricket team. “The East Zone representative in the national selection
committee was more concerned about a wicketkeeper from the powerful state of
Bengal,” he writes; something that was avoidable or best expressed with an
element of doubt.
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