For seekers of sustained excellence like Tendulkar, accepting the march of time must be tougher than we can imagine
Sharda Ugra
October 11, 2013
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It is well past midnight. It has been more than ten hours since Sachin Tendulkar announced his intention to retire
following his 200th Test next month. ESPNcricinfo has gone into what
can only be called its tsunami mode. Its forces have gathered, scattered
out emails, made dozens of phone calls, scoured through the archive,
and presented you, the beloved reader, with a Himalayan range of words,
pictures and numbers to mull over. Every arm of social media has been
shaken. We've been through more than 90 minutes of talk about Tendulkar
for our video features and material is still coming in.
Along with other cricketers, writers and cricketer-writers, ESPNcricinfo
staff - a clear-eyed, hard-nosed, pragmatic bunch - have sent in accounts
of their favourite Tendulkar memory. It is these accounts from my
colleagues that I have found most revealing and reflective of the day
we're having. Those reflections have come from a place we must
necessarily turn away from whenever on professional duty. Today, though,
it was as if the news of Tendulkar has set us free - in heart, mind,
and memory.
In the time Tendulkar has played for India, we've all grown up, grown
old, but never grown apart from cricket. Maybe it was him, maybe it was
his time. Maybe we're just a bunch of sentimental fogeys between the
ages of 20 and infinity. Throughout his career, Tendulkar has kept
reaffirming the faith and belief that no matter what, there was much in
cricket that could be uplifting, exceptional, clean.
News of his impending retirement was not unexpected - over the last 18
months much has unravelled around Tendulkar at a somewhat dismaying
speed. In the context of an unrelenting 24-year career, however, what is
remarkable is that the tailspin did not take place earlier.
To many, our 40s are when we finally secure our place in the world and
find the discipline needed to keep middle-aged maladies at bay. To
cricketers it is the time the mind becomes quicksilver sharp to the
game's demands, but the body falls half a step behind. For driven,
competitive creatures like Tendulkar, who are seekers and finders of
sustained excellence, accepting the march of time must be tougher than
we can imagine.
As Tendulkar's batting has dipped and his struggles have mounted, we
have wrung our hands in misery and helplessness. Our worries have been
about "legacy" and "timing" and "appropriateness", our anxiety centred
around the notion of a Tendulkar "legend".
Tendulkar had made up his mind, he had bitten the bullet. It was done, and maybe like us he feels free too. Now it means we, like thousands of others, don't have to worry about him and for him anymore | |||
We've probably got it all wrong. To Tendulkar, perhaps the legend or the
idea of legacy does not exist. All that existed was a fresh set of
difficulties, to which he responded with the only method he had ever
practised: by looking for yet another new route to adapt to a rapidly
changing inner dynamic. He flung himself at the problem, like he always
had with other problems - more practice, more hits, more nets, more
training. It was his way of rattling the gates of the cricketing gods,
and it had always worked.
When the announcement came, the first response was a tumult, a cascade.
Tendulkar had made up his mind, he had bitten the bullet. It was done,
and maybe like us he feels free too. Now it means we, like thousands of
others, don't have to worry about him and for him anymore.
Then his career flashed past in the mind's eye and all of us found
ourselves in it. It contained the past 24 years of our own lives, tagged
on somewhere as we watched, applauded, cursed, celebrated, whirling
around in suspense, joy, mortification, gratitude. As this was on, India
played Australia in a T20 international in Rajkot, an old titan signalling the moment to say goodbye, as a new game moved on at its own clip.
In ESPNcricinfo's offices, we've kept working with the left brain and
right brain tussling throughout. Following this news, there is one last
issue to be resolved but it's not one you need to deal with right now.
There's at least a month left to go before we must work out what to fill
into the Tendulkar-sized hole that will be left in our game.