FIERCE FOCUS Published in 2011 by Hardie Grant Books Hardie Grant Books Ground Floor, Building 1 658 Church Street Richmond, Victoria 3121 www.hardiegrant.com.au Hardie Grant Books (UK) Dudley House, North Suite 34–35 Southampton Street London WC2E 7HF www.hardiegrant.co.uk All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the publishers and copyright holders. The moral right of the author has been asserted. Copyright © Greg Chappell 2011 Cataloguing-in-Publication data is available from the National Library of Australia. Fierce focus EISBN 978 1 74273 699 0 Cover design by Design by Committee Cover photographs Getty Images Typesetting by Kirby Jones 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 To Martin and Jeanne for starting the innings, to Lynn Fuller and Chester Bennett for preparing the way and to Judy for the best and most enduring partnership of them all. CONTENTS TITLE PAGE COPYRIGHT PAGE INTRODUCTION one PROLOGUE two THE HOTBED three MY TEST CAREER FOR ENGLAND four A CRICKETING HERITAGE five RAISING THE BAR six BIG CRICKET seven A PROFESSION? eight GETTING CLOSER nine TRIED, TESTED ten THE WATERSHED eleven THE REVIVAL TOUR twelve INTO MY GROOVE thirteen CALYPSO SURPRISE fourteen A MORE SOLID STATE fifteen TONS AND TROUBLE sixteen IF THOMMO DOESN’T GET YOU, LILLEE MUST seventeen ANOTHER CHAPPELL eighteen THE TOP JOB nineteen GOING UNOFFICIAL twenty THE TURNING twenty-one THE BIG MOMENT twenty-two THE TOUGHEST TOUR twenty-three A NEW WORLD twenty-four AFTER DARK twenty-five THE UNEASY PEACE twenty-six EXPANDED HORIZONS twenty-seven THE BREWING STORM twenty-eight ONE DAY twenty-nine STEPPING BACK thirty THE OUTS thirty-one UNFINISHED BUSINESS thirty-two EASING OUT thirty-three OUTSIDE THE PICKETS thirty-four THE IRRESISTIBLE LURE thirty-five SOURAV AND ME thirty-six A NEW HOPE thirty-seven INTO CHAOS thirty-eight BACK IN THE FOLD INTRODUCTION BY DARSHAK MEHTA ‘Tum kitna Test Khela?’ (‘How many Test Matches have you played?’) was a catchcry in Indian cricket circles when coaches who hadn’t played much Test cricket or who weren’t respected by players were openly derided by some former Indian Test cricketers. In the case of Greg Chappell, his pedigree as an all-time great of the game and an Australian captain could never be questioned, so when he became India’s coach in 2005 there could be no doubting his credentials. In the pantheon of Australian cricket, Greg Chappell’s name is spoken in reverential tones and, among the cricketers of the past 40 years, he keeps extremely elite company: only Lillee, Border, Steve Waugh, Ponting, Warne, McGrath and Gilchrist are in the same echelon as Greg. These are the modern legends of our game. The elegance of his strokeplay was matched by his extraordinary timing. He rarely appeared to hit the ball; he caressed it away, often disdainfully. For years, I tried to imitate his imperious on-drive in my misspent youth in the suburbs of Bombay, often to make contact with empty air and hear the dreaded death rattle! The ungodly morning alarms to wake up in tingling anticipation of watching (or hearing the likes of Alan McGilvray and Lindsay Hassett describe) a great knock from Greg were well worth braving mosquito bites for. Most observers also rate him highly (along with Mark Waugh, Neil Harvey and Ricky Ponting) as one of the best fielders Australia has produced. His brother Ian reckons that Greg was possibly the grumpiest bowler of all time. His record will survive the most vigorous scrutiny. Not one contemporary batsman I can think of could have averaged over 56 against a diarrhoea-inducing West Indian fast bowling attack of the quality of Roberts, Holding, Croft and Garner, as Greg did over the 14 World Series Cricket Super Tests. Michael Holding told me that he rated Greg alongside Border and Ian Chappell as the three great Australian players of fast bowling of his generation. But it is the man behind the dry façade that is the mystery and is often misunderstood. I have had the good fortune of knowing Greg reasonably well and it never ceases to amaze me that the public could have such a different (and, uninformed) opinion of him from the one I hold, perhaps because of the way he is portrayed in the media. Outwardly, he appears calm and assured, and carries himself with dignity. Some people mistake that for arrogance. But, I assure you there is turmoil; he is a sensitive soul and he hurts as easily as you and I. His story in these pages might explain some of his reserve. Greg is highly intelligent, quick to embrace innovative concepts, technology, new-age thinking and beliefs. It shows his endearing openness and inquisitive nature. I remember reading with the greatest admiration some avant garde ideas Greg espoused in the late 1990s when he ran a highly technical cricket website called ‘The Chappell Way’. It was nothing short of revolutionary and an amazing resource on the internet for any cricketing devotee interested in technique or selfimprovement. And, free! In 2005 Greg was not just a breath of fresh air but a cyclone that blew into Indian cricket and then blew out, spent, two years later. Some in Indian cricket accused Greg of causing damage, but in my opinion it was mainly to egos. He articulated a radical vision, advocated great ideas and generally tackled his job with zeal and skill, with the aim of preparing Indian cricket for a life without its proven superstars. Predictably, those who were most challenged were the ones who got him (or got to him!) in the end. Modernising Indian cricket so quickly was too much for one man to accomplish and there was insufficient leadership to support him. I’m not sure his critics understood what he was attempting to do, nor appreciated the considerable resistance to change he encountered. Could Greg have done things differently? Of course, he would. He is brutally honest and he will be the first one to admit that he made mistakes. Don’t we all? However, Greg’s achievements in his all-too-brief spell were unheralded. He was almost single-handedly responsible for the promotion of India’s most talented youngsters; most of his blue-eyed boys would later blossom into good international cricketers. Greg has an eye like a dead fish for spotting talent and he broke the habit of picking cricketers from the large cities. Never were so many from non- traditional cricket backgrounds given a chance on the big stage. This opportunity has been seized by the likes of Mahendra Singh Dhoni, Suresh Raina, R.P. Singh, S. Sreesanth and more importantly given hope to millions born in the wrong caste, city, town, village, religion or side of the tracks. Greg’s
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