A triumph beyond sport
The significance of South Africa's historic series win transcends cricket
Peter Roebuck
December 17, 2008
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South Africa has secured the most significant success in its cricketing history. It was a triumph that reached beyond sport. When Hashim Amla flicked another ball off his pads and scampered the winning run, he achieved more than a mere victory. It was a stroke that spoke for generations of Indian cricketers unable to compete for places in the national team. Suddenly they knew their records meant something, that they had been right, the champions of previous generations could play the game. When JP Duminy constructed his accomplished innings, he was representing a coloured community that languished for so many years in a twilight world. When Makhaya Ntini took wickets, he was uplifting downtrodden tribes. If hearts swelled with pride across the country it'd hardly be surprising. Others rejoiced in the peaceful revolution that made it possible.
Miraculously these varied characters were all
playing for the same side. For so many hard decades it seemed a
ridiculous dream, like the removal of the Berlin Wall. Yet there it was
before our eyes, a devout Muslim stroking the decisive runs alongside a
belatedly sane Salty Dick ( the term used by locals convinced that
Englishmen have one foot in Africa and one in Australia). And there was
Graeme Smith hugging Duminy and old stagers with tears in their eyes
and Jacques Kallis taking his wife out to inspect the pitch and
managers and support staff smiling from ear to ear. Rugby had led the
way and now cricket has played its part. Amidst the crime and
corruption there is hope.
Previously the visitors had been hampered by a desire so strong it became desperation. Now they chased 414 in Perth and stormed home thanks to a measured collaboration between Duminy and AB de Villiers. Apparently, the newcomer was so nervous in the rooms that he was as sick as a school leaver. On the field he resembled Bjorn Borg. In the end South Africa had six wickets to spare. So far Australia have lost 40 wickets and taken 25.
If this turnaround was exceptional then the feat
performed by the tourists in Melbourne was mind boggling. At stumps on
the second day they were down for the count, 196 behind with three
wickets left, a novice at the crease and callow tailenders to keep him
company. Sixty-four hours later South Africa had won by nine wickets.
Duminy's innings was a marvel of skill, durability and temperament but
he could not have managed without Dale Steyn. Suitably inspired, the
speedster promptly produced the spell that settled the match, an
incisive burst that stopped Australia in their tracks. A fortnight ago
the series was cast as a duel between Brett Lee and Steyn. In part it
has been.
At such times it is tempting to examine the causes of the collapse. Perhaps it is simply that Australia ran out of great players and luck, a combination that often goes together. Perhaps, too, it is better to remember the numerous glories of the last 15 years and not their limitations. In their stint as the game's flawed exemplar, Australia have played attractive cricket, scoring quickly, encouraging legspin, fielding balanced attacks, scorning stalemates and not sledging quite as much as might be imagined. Australia were ruthless, sometimes unscrupulous, but seldom dull. Taken as a whole, the teams led by Mark Taylor, Steve Waugh and Ricky Ponting have enhanced the game, especially its five-day format.
Along the way Australia have taken part in three of the greatest series ever staged, in the Caribbean, India and England. Always it has taken a mighty effort to bring them down, and that remains the case. Australia may not have been liked but they have commanded respected, sometimes amounting to fear. It has been a time of Waugh and Glenn McGrath and Shane Warne and broken moulds. But nothing lasts forever and now it is someone else's turn.