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Wadekar’s legacy will grow with passage of time

THE ASIAN AGE. | AYAZ MEMON
Published : Aug 19, 2018, 2:12 am IST
Updated : Aug 19, 2018, 2:12 am IST

I wonder what he would have had to say seeing the debacle at Lord’s on the current tour where India were twice bowled out for less than 150?

Friends, family members pay tribute to the mortal remains of Ajit Wadekar in Mumbai on Friday. (Photo: Debasish Dey)
 Friends, family members pay tribute to the mortal remains of Ajit Wadekar in Mumbai on Friday. (Photo: Debasish Dey)

The last time I spoke with Ajit Wadekar was some months ago. He didn’t sound in great health, but was in top form with his characteristic wit. India were then touring South Africa and the batsmen were struggling against the pace and swing of Rabada and Philander. Wadekar’s analysis of the problem was succinct and telling.

“The most important thing for batsmen is not to know their home address, but where the off stump is,’’ he said with a chuckle.

I wonder what he would have had to say seeing the debacle at Lord’s on the current tour where India were twice bowled out for less than 150?

Unlikely he would have blown a fuse for I can’t remember him ever being angry. On the occasions I asked him about India’s abysmal show at Lord’s in 1974 when the team he was leading had been bowled out for 42, Wadekar would say in jest.

“I don’t know what they fed us for breakfast that day? Must have been some English conspiracy.’’

A sense of humour seemed to be his reconciliation with the vicissitudes of life. He was a pragmatist and could take setbacks in his stride, often with a smile, and would regale us with stories from the past, even at his own expense.

Wadekar was not your typical raconteur. The anecdotes were not long-drawn as is usually the case, rather came as a series of one liners or witticisms, and told with a deadpan expression that could befuddle those who didn’t know him well.

Wadekar’s sanguine nature was perhaps his biggest strength in overcoming disappointments. Surely somewhere the hurt and regret of the 0-3 rout against England in 1974 must have hurt him, but I never heard him complain.

That ill-fated tour cost him his captaincy, and after he was dropped from even the West Zone side when the home season began, Wadekar announced his retirement. He was only 33 years old and had spent less than seven years in international cricket. But this period had been eventful.

He could not quite match his batting exploits in domestic cricket (where he averaged over 58 compared to just over 30 in Tests), but left a lasting impression as captain. His second coming, as it were, as a coach, was impactful too, though in a different way. In neither role was he fancied to succeed, and ended up surprising everybody. His biggest achievement came in 1970-71 when he was thrust with the captaincy after Vijay Merchant’s casting vote ousted the charismatic Tiger Pataudi.

Against a strong West Indies team, which included Sobers, Kanhai, Lloyd, Hall and Griffith, Wadekar led India to an unexpected victory. If this was a huge surprise, what followed in England a few weeks later was astounding. Ray Illingworth’s team had returned after winning the Ashes and if rankings were prevalent then, would have been top of the pops.

But India handed them a stunning defeat at the Oval. Forget winning a series, India had never won a Test before this in either the West Indies or England. Wadekar had turned the cricket world upside down, against all odds and in defiance of what experts had forecast. Whenever I asked him about this twin triumph that gave Indian cricket new direction, Wadekar would reply modestly.

“ was easy for me. Sardesai, Gavaskar and Solkar made it possible in West Indies and in England it was Chandrashekhar’s magical spell.’’ Some critics argued that he was a ‘lucky’ captain. I venture that Wadekar made his own luck. Behind the easygoing demeanour was a hardy and canny cricketer and a shrewd manager of people and situations.

As a careerist banker, Wadekar had honed his analytical brain, was excellent at man-management and knew when to make decisive moves. This was evident not just when he won three successive Test series, but also when he became coach.

He shielded young Sachin Tendulkar and Vinod Kambli as much from themselves as others. They were allowed to pull his leg, but he knew when to rein them in. He also protected Azharuddin, hugely vulnerable as captain, against the growing ambitions of rivals in the dressing room.

Wadekar lacked the glamour of a Pataudi, and the star value of a Gavaskar, Kapil Dev or Tendulkar, but his contribution to Indian cricket — though there is no brouhaha about it — is no less significant. Under him, as captain and coach, Indian cricket reached dizzying heights. The true import of what he achieved, the legacy he left behind, grows in significance with passage of time. RIP.

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