When Ronnie Irani demolished India in a dead-rubber tie with an all-round performance that would have done Kapil Dev proud, the irony was obvious: the Empire had struck back. Yet Irani is only the latest of Asian-origin cricketers to play for England; his captain and Mark Ramprakash are two regulars in the Three Lions sweaters.
Indeed, if the venerable Ranji — from whom all Asian cricketers in England trace their lineage — was to stroll around the English county grounds today, he’d be pleasantly surprised at the number of South Asians donning the whites. Ranji, his nephew Duleepsinhji and the senior Nawab of Pataudi all played in the pre-War days when blue blood was a prerequisite.
It no longer is, of course, in Cool Britannia. The cap can be yours regardless of the fact that your migrant father is a bank clerk or a store-keeper in England. And so Hussain, Ramprakash and Irani play alongside Min Patel, Owais Shah and Usman Afzal, even as Aftab Habib, Anurag Singh and Vikram Solanki wait on the fringes.
The line doesn’t end there: young uncapped talent includes the Ali cousins, Kabir and Kadeer, Monty Panesar, Amjad Khan, Samit Patel, Depesh Patel, Alamgir Sheriyar, Nadeem Khan, Billal Shafayat, Kyle Hogg (grandson of Sonny Ramadhin), who are threatening to break open the door to the English team.
Indeed, when the Indian Colts tour England later this month, they will face four of their cousins (from both sides of the border). And both Kabir and Monty have been given tickets to the English National Academy in Adelaide.
Indeed, if ever Indian selectors feel the dearth of young talent here, they could do what Bruno Metsu did as Senegal’s football coach before the last world cup: trawl through a pile of birth certificates and lure the brightest back to the motherland.
It’s no secret that the game, in England, depends largely on South Asians. They’re the ones to turn out in droves when their home country plays, putting the Tebbit Test to test and converting sleepy neighbourhoods into raucous carnivals as did the West Indies fans in the 1970s.
But South Asians are making their presence felt on the field, out in the middle. One reason is that true-blue Englishmen are staying away from the game in greater numbers, lured instead by more financially lucrative sports. Another, of course, is the success of teams from the sub-continent; India, Pakistan and Sri Lanka have each won the world cup while England haven’t. And Tendulkar, Akram and Murali are more viable poster boys and role models — after all, which English teenager would be inspired by Freddie Flintoff?
Vikram Solanki
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Anurag Singh He’s of the same stock as Mike Brearley and Michael Atherton: the brainy type who led their university team. And all three were England captains, though Anurag led the Under-19 team. He announced himself as a prodigy against, ironically, the touring Indians, with two centuries. He has, of course, been tipped as a future England captain but Anurag has taken a while to come through: his first county century came only last year and his lack of run-making hasn’t gone down too well with the selectors. Now playing for Worcestershire, where he joins several other Anglo-Asians, the next season or two will be make or break for this practising 27-year-old lawyer. |
Aftab Habib |
Usman Afzaal One reason has to be his cocky attitude, a negative as far as his coaches at Nottinhgamshire (Clive Rice) and England (Duncan Fletcher) are concerned. Afzaal didn’t get to play a Test in New Zealand earlier this year as the team management felt he was overweight and not paying attention to his general fitness. Story continues below this ad However, with Afzaal’s can’t-say-die-spirit you can be sure of one thing: he’ll fight back. He’s already started, using one lifeline while playing for an MCC XI by taking a century off the Sri Lankans in a side game. |
Depesh Patel |
Kabir Ali The past two seasons have been frustrating but, having recovered from a stress fracture in his back, Kabir is in the midst of a fine season in county cricket. He currently heads the wicket-takers’ list and promises more action. At 21 he is more than the brash kinds; he also knows where exactly to pitch the ball. |
Monty Panesar |