In American slang, they were ‘pistol-pardners’. As
partners, they haunted and hunted in pairs. Their weaponry sent tremors down
the spine of their victims. Their expertise was beyond compare.
Mohammed Nissar was a reticent giant with soul of an
innocent child. Amar Singh Ladha was a bohemian, full of bonhomie and laughter.
Gripping the ball in massive palms, both looked at the batters from 6 feet plus
with benevolent eyes, perhaps expressing sorrow for the missiles they were
about to unleash.
In contrasting styles Nissar and Amar complemented
each other. While Amar winked and whispered, Nissar was fast and fearsome. They
belonged to different provinces, different communities but both knew that they
belonged to the same nation. They were proud Indians who believed that to gain
self-respect from foreigners one had to show one’s power.
The untimely death of the duo left behind poignant
memories. Both were born in the same year 1910. Amar left at 30, Nissar at 53. Nissar
played just 6 official Tests; Amar one more. Amar was lucky not to have seen
the partition of his motherland; not so Nissar as he died in his homeland
with a changed name!
Mohammed Nissar
was India’s best-ever fast bowler.
He needed
neither costumes nor dialogues to enthral the audience. Just a stage was all
that he ever required. Whether playing in Tests or in exhibition fixtures, the
man was always at his peak form. Motivation he never lacked; hence his skills
never betrayed him. The “Star of India”
logo on his cap was sufficient motivation for him to bowl at tottering knees.
He was a greatly
feared opponent and as respected. People feared him not only because of the
ferocity of his pace, which of course he had in plenty, but more so for his
destructive skills: vicious in-dipper, rib-cage bounce and nerve-wrecking
bumper.
Mohammed Nissar
was among the great fast bowlers of any era. He was a Royal Bengal tiger
whether on the prowl or in pause. Power reeking through those bulging shoulders
and massive physique. Glided as a gazelle as he ran in to bowl. Had muscles of
iron and wrists of rubber. His cocked
wrist resembled a cobra as the ball leapt and struck. Venom turned the victim
blue.
For all his
proclivities towards violence, the giant had the heart of a child. Never even
once at any level of cricket did he aim to maim a batter. Once when goaded by
his skipper Wazir Ali to bowl at CK Nayudu's body in a Pentangular championship
match, Nissar declined saying that he did not play his cricket that way. It is
indeed amazing for a fast bowler of blinding pace to refuse to intimidate
batsmen. Unique in cricket history, it is.
Nissar was
unarguably the first Indian cricketer who would have walked into a World XI.
Sir Neville Cardus, the doyen of cricket writers, considered Mohammed Nissar to
be the fastest bowler in the world in the 1930s, especially his initial 5 overs.
Pace like fire
he surely possessed, but more than sheer brute pace it was his vicious in-swing
bowled at the rib-cage that had people gasping. His fast break-back at a
disconcerting pace would have batters drawing away from the stumps. He had a
ferocious bouncer and an accurate yorker to send hapless men to their doom. But
all this he achieved without the least show of rancour or vengeance.
Nissar did not
need to browbeat opponents, never stooped to curse opponents; had no time for
vulgar gestures; had no inclination to abuse. He had no reason to take recourse
to any kind of gamesmanship. He was very sure of his abilities. He had faith in
his own skills; pride in his own methods. Such was his aversion to gamesmanship
that he would rather accept failure than twist the fair name of cricket to gain
an undue advantage. Yes, in today's perverse terminology he would not be
considered a wise man.
He was in
reality a Rolls-Royce among fast bowlers. No bowler except Ted McDonald – and
later Ray Lindwall, Graham McKenzie and Michael Holding – had a run-up as
smooth as he had. His 30-yard approach to the bowling crease was sheer poetry:
full of rhythm and poise. The massive man was so very nimble on his feet that
not a thud could be heard as the silken-smooth movement took shape. The action
was a sight for the gods: majestic and handsome.
Appropriately
enough he made his Test debut at Lord's in 1932 in India's inaugural Test.
Within the first 5 overs he gave England an idea of a blitzkrieg that Adolf Hitler
would unleash on them in the years to come. Herbert Sutcliffe was beaten by
sheer pace as his stumps went flying; Percy Holmes' citadel cart-wheeled as he
had no clue to Nissar's poisonous break-back.
The gin and
tonic brigade in pin-stripes and top hats in the Lord’s Long Room went
open-mouthed in disbelief. They had come to watch the slaughter of innocents.
Had not just 10 days back this same Yorkshire pair of Sutcliffe and Holmes
scored a world record score of 555 runs against Essex, they asked themselves.
Who is this colonial upstart to wreak havoc on British Rule?
Nissar added
three more wickets in that debut innings and immediately came to be respected
as among the top fast bowlers of the world. No other cricketer has ever
received such universal admiration and status so very early within the first
day of his Test debut. Yes, no other cricketer ever, not even Trumper, Bradman,
or Sobers received instant confirmation of their exceptional abilities.
Only Nissar, the
lion-hearted Indian, came to be rated as among the best on the very day he made
his debut in Test cricket.
On that tour he
was consistency personified. He scalped 71 victims. Had a strike rate of one
wicket every 6th over, which, by any standard, is superlative striking-power.
But in Nissar's case we must not forget that most of his wickets came from
bowled and leg-before-wicket decisions as he was very badly let down by his
close-in fielders. But never was Nissar known to have expressed displeasure at
his butter-fingered fieldsmen.
Back in India he
faced Douglas Jardine’s men once again. At the Bombay Gymkhana ground he had
another 5 wicket haul and at Eden Gardens just 2 wickets as catches went down
galore in the slips cordon. Those days so very few Test matches were played
that even at one’s peak, one got hardly any opportunities. Hence any comparison
with the moderns is obviously misleading. The great pacer's career did not
extend beyond a mere 6 Tests.
His last tour
abroad was again to England in 1936. Again he was his usual outstanding self.
At the Lord's in tandem with the magnificent Amar Singh he had England on the
mat for 147 all out. Nissar (17-5-36-3) and Amar Singh (25-11-35-6)
conclusively proved that they were the leading fast bowling combination in the
world at the time.
At Old Trafford
he had 2 wickets in the only innings and then in the final encounter at Oval he
was at his magnificent best with 5 wickets off 26 overs. Uprooted the stumps of
Hammond and Leyland. Halved the stumps of Worthington. Had Allen and Verity
fending risers to wicket-keeper Dilawar Hussain. That was his swan-song in Test
cricket. Wonder if any other fast bowler began his life and finished as well
with 5 wicket hauls.
Although his Test
bowling average of 28.28 is very impressive, more so his strike rate in
unofficial Tests and first class matches which are 16.51 and 19.02
respectively, yet there is every fear that the magnificence of his endeavour
may be submerged in the mass of statistical data.
Nissar was born
at Hoshiarpur in Punjab in 1910. Learnt his cricket in the tough school of
Patiala, where for the first time he was introduced to flannels for cricket
instead of the flowing salwars that
he wore.
Did wonders for the Muslims in the
Quadrangulars and the Pentangulars as well as for Southern Punjab in the Ranji
Trophy. Graduated from the Government College at Lahore and was gainfully
employed by Bengal Nagpur Railway.
His untimely
death in 1963 at 53 cast a pall of gloom all over the cricket world for he was a
much-respected, much-loved cricketer all through his life.
India has
produced many outstanding batters, spinners, all-rounders, wicket-keepers but
no greater fast bowler than the one and only Nissar. He still remains our all-time
best genuine fast bowler at the world stage.
****
AMAR SINGH was
surely India’s first world-class all-rounder.
If his run-up
was short, so was the tenure of his life. If his action appeared ungainly, so
was his casual approach to life.
But there was nothing untidy about his
bowling. Immaculate in accuracy and disconcertingly penetrative in pace and
guile. In Walter Hammond's view Amar Singh "came off the wicket like the
crack of doom."
In his brief
career he had established himself as one of premier pace bowlers of the world.
The tall, dark, sinewy man from Rajkot was an athlete in every movement of his.
His lithe grace and easy manner made him highly popular wherever he played the
game.
Amar Singh was
destined only to be a fleeting comet. He arrived on the cricketing scene all on
a sudden and after a fleeting moment of brightness went into the unknown at the
youthful age of just 30. Not much has been fathomed about his early life.
Little that is heard is that his elder brother Ladha Ramji, the burly fast
bowler of the Hindu teams of the 1920s, brought him over as a raw, callow youth
to play local cricket in the state of Kathiawar in West India.
In England Amar
Singh was a man possessed. He would swing and cut the ball either way at a
disconcerting pace much to the bewilderment of the professional, hardened
English county cricketers.
In his debut
Test at the Lord's, Amar Singh gave glimpses of the genius that lay dormant
within his massive frame. In tandem with the fiery pace of Mohammed Nissar at
the other end, he formed as lethal a combination we ever possessed. He returned
figures of 2 for 75 off 31.1 overs and 2 for 84 of 44 overs. The 4 wickets
included the legendary names of Herbert Sutcliffe, Walter Hammond and Leslie
Ames. In the 2nd innings, while fighting for a lost cause, he scored 51 and was
associated in an 8th wicket stand of 74 in just 40 minutes against Bill Voce, Bill
Bowes, Freddie Brown, Wally Hammond and Walter Robbins.
After Amar
Singh’s return from UK in 1932 he made his debut for Western India in Ranji
Trophy as well as for the Hindus in the Quadrangular Tournament in 1934. He was
the spearhead of the Hindu sides in the 1930s. Against the Europeans in his
first match for the Hindus he had figures of 6 for 42 and 4 for 50. For bonus,
he hit a breezy 90 to enable his team to inflict a crushing innings defeat on
the Europeans.
By now, of
course, he had built a reputation as an outstanding bowler. He never relied on
frightening pace but concentrated on movement and accuracy. His powerful wrists
allowed aim to give the bill a firm tweak. Coming as it did at his medium fast
pace, the batters the world over experienced a horrifying encounter. His leg
cutter was deliberately a little slower with the flick of his fingers which
very few bowlers have been able to master over the years.
When the
maharaja of Nawanagar decided to field a team for the Ranji Trophy in 1936- 37
among his first acquisitions was Ladha Amar Singh. Amar was now a full-time
professional cricketer in the best sense of the term 'professional’. He helped
Nawanagar to win the Ranji championship in that very year with the assistance
of Albert Wensley, the Sussex pro and a young 19- year old named Vinoo Mankad.
During the
off-season Amar Singh would go over to England to play in the Lancashire League
for Colne. In England his magnificent performance gave him an awesome
reputation. His carefree life-style and his easy manner made his as highly
popular in the leagues as he was with the Indian crowds.
The next Test he
played was on Indian soil. Once again against Jardine's England in 1933-34. As
a bowler of world class he was, as usual, in his elements. 14 wickets he
captured in just 3 Tests. At Madras he had an analysis of 7 for 86 in 44.4
overs and 1 for 55 in 25. Promoted to no.4 from no.11, he hit an explosive 48
to cement his growing reputation as one of the premier cricketers in the world.
So popular was
he that in 1936 his Lancashire League club Colne permitted him to play the
Tests for India in England during his league assignments. Again he was India's
premier bowler with 10 wickets in 3 Tests.
Bohemian Amar
Singh, the flamboyant character that he was, never believed in predictability.
He made the ball talk in whispers. Swinging the red cherry either way was passé
for him. When the mood beckoned he would cut the ball off the seam and then
suddenly decide to bowl a genuine leg cutter. Just to keep everyone guessing he
would actually bowl medium paced finger spin as well! Never bothered to mark
his run-up as Keith Miller and Salim Durani would often do years later. Would
bowl in various styles too!
Amar Singh was a
man of the soil. No pretensions inhibited him. He was a natural sportsman. Full
of life and bursting with freedom. Shackles of seriousness disturbed him. He
could not fathom why cricket should be played with rancour and the will to win
at any cost. To him cricket always remained game to be enjoyed. A spectacle to
entertain others.
Amar Singh, free
and careless, became a victim because he could not and would not compromise
with what nature had bestowed on him.
With Mohammed
Nissar, the maverick Amar Singh Ladha formed India's finest fast bowling
combination ever. In the 6 Tests together they did extremely well to be ranked
among the best in the world. Unfortunately death at the age of 30 broke the
partnership in 1940.
Today when our
fast bowlers work in harness and cause discomfiture to the opponents we feel
that the spirit of the great duo is on them. This is the best possible homage
the country can pay to those two magnificent soldiers, now resting in peace in
the Elysian Field.
Another masterpiece, Raju!!
ReplyDeleteThese articles are possibly for the first time that an exercise is being done to keep our heritage systematically recorded.
Well done 👍!!
Ashok
Thanks. Keep encouraging.
DeleteExcellent article.
ReplyDeleteThanks.
DeleteDear Raju kaka:
ReplyDeletePartnership between Muhammad Nisaar and Amar Singh bespeaks of Olympian heights reachable, in any endeavour, when attributed by unqualified bona fide, collaboration, and resolve.
When acrimony and acerbic verves leapt northward in almost geometric proportion, between India and Pakistan, post August, 1947, Muhammad Nisaar must have felt anguished at it; his eternal bond and bonhomie with Amar Singh definitely contributing substantially to enable him hold on to equanimity.
I perused your article.
It provided me with glimpses of dynamics of cricket, social and historical perspectives, two luminous sports personalities, and their eternal legacies.
It is a pointer to great achievement determined through commitment, dedication, and an unflinching identification with constructive humanism.
Thank you for another wonderful article.
With Regards,
Ranajoy
Fantastic analysis, Rano. You hit the nail right on its head. God bless.
DeleteRaju,
ReplyDeleteYour trip down memory lane is as silken, as the flannels you so effortlessly traverse, in cricketing vignettes!
We've only heard of these legends, in times of yore; You brought them alive, from the geo- political eco systems they played in, the era connotations, and sheer cricket. "Lovely" might be a bland term to describe the sheer poetry of cricket that these two cricketers brought to the game!
I was wondering about the strands of commonality running between Amar Singh and the much later Salim Durrani, and was waiting to see if you'd bring this in. And, Bingo !! there it was in print, downstream in this article!
Reminded me of an Advertisement in a British magazine, which described an ambient, winter afternoon, in a lush green field , with County players in flannels and gracious ladies, in flowing dresses, mingling on the sidelines: a typical, cricketing scene, of those days and times. The caption was: *Gold has been known to bowl a maiden over! BENSON and Hedges small Cigars- worth their value in Gold!* This Ad wouldn't pass muster nowadays, of course.
Must thank you, again, for sheer detail and capturing our imagination, with the sheer imagery if your writings.
Please keep up the fantastic poetry of cricket. I love it as a small time cricketing buff.
Yours,
Surajit Sanyal
Outstanding as always
ReplyDeleteI do not know why my replies to Ranajoy and Surajit are no longer appearing in this column.
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