Vangipurappu
Venkata Sai Laxman hangs up his boots after a magical career – easily one of
the cornerstones of the golden age of Indian batting : A quintet of the likes
of Laxman , Sachin, Dravid , Sehwag and Ganguly will never again be seen in
Indian cricket.
Over the past
decade and a half – if there was one Indian batsman who I could choose to
watch in full flow, would be VVS. Not that dual master of technique and consistency – Sachin,
neither that Kamikaze bladerunner Viru , but Laxman, who’s batting seemed to
belong to the golden ages of cricket , along with the likes of Victor Trumper
and Ranji. Art for art’s sake – never hurrying , never flustered , elegant even
in his dismissals. The only other batsman in the modern era whom I could
similarly equate would be the ineffable Mark Waugh. Neither holds records for
centuries or boasts over the top batting averages but therein is where their
genius hides. Those wrists, the visible lack of footwork, the flick through mid-wicket
, the threading-the-needle drive between point and cover. Oh for an opportunity
to see the 2 bat together –sure there might be a run out before either got off
the mark , but at their best , I’d rather have watched a partnership between Laxman
and Waugh Junior than that between any combination of
Sachin-Lara-Ponting-Dravid-Kallis.
Another characteristic
which connected Laxman and Waugh was their prowess in the slips – while the
Aussie was definitely more mobile and athletic , when it came to the sheer
feel and safety of the hands, Laxman was
2nd best to none.
VVS was the Stan
Mc’Cabe of Indian batting. Like the yesteryear Aussie great who spent his
entire career in Bradman’s mighty shadow, so too in later years will Laxman’s
career be referred to as the Tendulkar years of Indian cricket. Yet some of
Laxman’s best test innings would easily outstrip any that Sachin has managed in a playing career almost twice
as long. The epochal 281 at the Eden Gardens , the 4th inning 167 in
Sydney and the 80 odd in a match-winning 10th wicket partnership
against Australia spring first to mind.
Of Mc’Cabe’s
greatest innings , 2 memorable quotes of the Don are often bandied :
“I’d be a proud man
if I could play an innings like that Stan.”
(to his teammates ,
while Mc’Cabe was in full flow) “Come out and see this, you’ll never see
anything like that in your life again”
No quotes like that
have been attributed to Sachin Tendulkar , but I’m sure his sentiments would
not be far off during those Very Very Special set of innings’ that Laxman
seemingly monopolised.
Yet this was a guy
who had a stop start international career- really only firmly establishing
himself after the 2001 Australia series. Yet something that strikes me at once
during those early years was his utter dominance of the domestic circuit. Those
games were not widely telecast, and only reading the scores in the newspapers
it seemed that he would not score anything less that 150 anytime he set foot on
the pitch – a kind of domestic dominance that neither Sachin nor Dravid have
managed (probably because they were so firmly entrenched in the national team).
Looking back at those early domestic performances of his, it seems all the more
pitiable that youngsters making the test team these days haven’t produced even
a pittance of the brilliance and consistency of the Hyderabad man.
Laxman was not cut
out for the limited overs format – a very visible lack of mobility and
athleticism would usually negate his best batting efforts, but who cares.
Limited overs exploits are hardly the ink with which the pages of cricketing
folklore are written. Of the stuff which matters, Laxman has penned enough to
create a little chapter of his own. Add to it, the full set of virtues that
cricket prides itself of embodying , a life free of controversy , happily aware
from the media frenzy : aye VVS Laxman ,
a straight shoo in to any all time-India test eleven.
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