With the seventh World Cup at the halfway mark, the 12 competing countries having now been reduced to six, and only one match having gone to the second day, the organisers can congratulate themselves from several points of view.
It must be to the good that 12 county grounds (plus one each in
Scotland, Ireland and Holland) have been the scene of international
matches, on the whole well-supported, also that the lesser countries
have had an experience from which they can only have benefited. Best
of all, most of the cricket has been played in a good spirit. There
has been too much appealing, of course, and inevitably some decisions
which on the evidence of the camera should have gone the other way.
There has been the stark contrast of brilliant cricket and some
scarcely worthy of the village green.
One major sadness is that by reason of a lower run-rate the host
country have been eliminated. England's policy of choosing always to
bat last was arguable in some cases, seeing how poor is their record
of chasing attainable totals. Alec Stewart's decision to put in India
in the crucial match at Edgbaston surely gave them the better batting
conditions. He likewise deprived himself of going into bat fresh
instead of after keeping wicket.
Since his admirable innings in the first match, England did not again
make a successful start or look like doing so. But the triple burden
of captaincy, wicketkeeping and opening the innings was too heavy for
any man. The selectors can only have entertained the idea because of
the paucity of genuine batting/bowling all-rounders. Ashley Giles, of
Warwickshire, deserved preference, I think, over Adam Hollioake
(career bowling, 91 wickets at 40 runs each).
They might well have allowed Nick Knight, England's best one-day
opener, say, two matches to recover form. Other preferences might
have made a difference sufficient to lift England to the last six,
but surely no further. There is simply not the quality, and one has
to go back to the wrong turnings English cricket has taken over the
last 20 years for the causes.
They begin with the complete covering of pitches and the
over-emphasis on the demands of the one-day game: bowling to contain
rather than to take wickets, batting in which first principles are
ignored in the chase for runs.
The only benefit from England's early elimination is that those who
chose players and coaches have been given a bit longer to prepare for
the four-Test series against New Zealand, itself a testing ground for
England's tour to South Africa in the autumn.
Michael Vaughan, Yorkshire's opening bat, won wide admiration on and
off the field for his leadership on last winter's England A tour to
South Africa and Zimbabwe. He is one obvious candidate as are others
in addition to Knight and Giles, for instance a second wicketkeeper.
Coaches and managers need humour and a certain lightness of touch in
their dealings with players. In the players one looks for a sound
method and an inner toughness as exemplified, let us say, by Michael
Atherton.
When the resident clubs of the South took suddenly and readily to
competitive cricket for league and knockout prizes 30 years ago,
there was a fear that many nomadic clubs might whither away. This is
so far from being the case that next year more than 30 clubs are due
to take part in a nomadic clubs' festival at Oxford. The chairman of
the Stragglers of Asia, Geoffrey Hartley, passed on the idea of this
novel celebration of the millennium to B G Brocklehurst, owner and
chairman of The Cricketer who thus initiates another promotion to add
to the National Village Championship, the Lord's Taverners' Colts
Trophy for schools and other competitions administered and at times
financed by the magazine.
The point about this nomadic festival is that there are no points at
stake nor any prize - just the joy of playing the game. It will last
five days in August 2000 and culminate in a very large dinner at
Keble, chaired by the patron of the festival, Lord Cowdrey. The
oldest wandering club, I Zingari, have entered along with Free
Foresters, Cryptics, the Leprechauns from Ireland, the Kongonies from
Kenya, the Flamingoes from Holland, and many county clubs such as the
Hampshire Hogs, Wiltshire Queries and the Yorkshire Gentlemen.
All clubs need the direction of devoted officers, and few can match
the service to the Cryptics of the Fawcuses, father and son. John
Fawcus, one of the founders of the club in 1910, took on the
secretaryship until his health failed in 1949, whereupon his son
Harold succeeded him, retiring recently in the club's 90th year.
Talking of wandering clubs, I owe an apology to the president of the
Free Foresters, Philip Whitcombe, in relation to the one defeat of
the 1949 New Zealanders in the Oxford Parks which I mentioned a while
ago. Their destroyers were Michael Wrigley and Whitcombe, who had
been rated the year before by Sir Donald Bradman as the second best
opening bowler in England after Alec Bedser.