Watching a Bishan Bedi delivery was like
following the arc of a rainbow – only better
Some years ago, while recuperating after surgery, I had a chance to put to the test HG Wells’s dictum that the mind is the natural habitat of man. I was in intensive care and there were no books or television. To relax I had to travel inwards. And the image that helped was the poetry of Bishan Bedi’s bowling. I could see in my mind’s eye the easy run-up, the fluid action, the follow-through and the half-jump that confirmed to the batsman that he had been done. I marvelled at the contrast between the gentle curve of the ball in the air and its vicious pace off the wicket. The rainbow makes a beautiful arc but it is predictable. Bedi’s arc was pleasing, and as a bonus its effect was unpredictable.
Bedi, the only Indian with over 1,500 first-class wickets, took 266 of them in his 67 Tests. It is necessary to descend to figures when discussing an artiste like Bedi only because, in sport, beauty without cruelty is a silly notion favoured by those long in tooth and short in memory. Every generation produces a great player who does not please the eye (Allan Border is a good example) but there is no great player who does not have the figures to show for it.
Bedi believes
in the brotherhood
of spinners
I once saw Bedi leave a batsman stranded down the wicket when the ball went the wrong way after it had seemed set to come in with the arm. Bedi was 53 years old then and made no secret of his enjoyment at having fooled the batsman. This enjoyment was a big part of his game. “I dismissed Ian Chappell on 99 in a Test with just such a delivery,” he recalled, demonstrating how he had held the ball in his palm and slid his wrist under it.
Bedi had the full repertoire of the finger-spinner and must rate as one of the two or three finest bowlers of his type the game has seen. Like Wilfred Rhodes, he “dismissed the batsman even before the ball had pitched” (Cardus’s words), thanks to the ability apparently to yank it back at the last moment. Unlike Hedley Verity and Derek Underwood, who both bowled much faster, Bedi didn’t rely on the pitch for his wickets. He was the most generous of bowlers and wore his stature lightly.
This generosity extended to the opposition too. Bedi believes in the brotherhood of spinners, and all of them have access to his experience and wisdom. All they have to do is ask. On a Bangalore turner in 1986–87 a low-scoring match ended in Pakistan’s favour by 16 runs after their left-arm spinner, Iqbal Qasim, was handed this gem from a now-retired Bedi: “On a turner the most dangerous ball is the one that goes through straight.”
Against Tony Lewis’s England in 1972–73 Bedi took 25 wickets to Bhagwat Chandrasekhar’s 35, as the spinners harassed the batsmen. Bedi was often brought on in the third over, and had the batsmen in trouble from the start. It was a measure of both his confidence and his generosity that he found time to bowl to Dennis Amiss in the nets to help him sort out his problems.
You have to go back eight decades, to the Australian leggie Arthur Mailey, to find a kindred soul. Mailey took flak for helping out opponents. Extravagantly talented, both he and Bedi bowled with the lavishness of millionaires. Bedi’s credo was first spelt out by Mailey, who said, “I’d rather spin it and see the ball hit for four than bowl a batsman out by a straight one.” On another occasion Mailey said: “If I ever bowl a maiden over, it’s not my fault but the batsman’s.” It is a sentiment Bedi would understand. Despite one-day cricket, he refused to bring his art down from the classical heights into the sphere of everyday utility. This refusal to compromise has been the hallmark of Bedi the player, the man, the administrator, coach and columnist.
Most people are publicly modest but privately quite immodest about their achievements. In Bedi’s case it is the reverse. In a recent letter to me he wrote: “How I played my first Test is still an unsolved mystery. That I went on to captain the country is even more mind-boggling. Cricket is a funny game – always throwing up surprise packets.” Few graceful performers are that gracious.
SURESH MENON is a Bangalore-based writer and a former editor of the Indian Express newspaper