All sport is art. The humanness involved makes it so, as pure as any panting and as creative as a human mind can conceive.
Being a massive fan of Test Cricket, I regard it as one of those rare art forms which can match the uncertainty of life itself. Without a pre-written text or even a guidelined environment (unlimited overs, no stupid field restrictions), test cricket charts its own course through the five days of play. There was a time when even the five days were not a constraint. The timeless tests of the years gone by are legendary and romantic to the modern connoisseur. Recently ICC, the governing body for international cricket mooted the idea of a timeless test for adjudicating the test championship final. What an idea! Reliving the glory days of the gentlemen’s game.
Test cricket saw a unique day of play in the recently concluded South Africa – Australia series. Day 2 of the first test saw the fall of more than 20 wickets! A part of all four innings innings were played that day. Wickets fell for no reason at all. The South African captain Graeme Smith termed the events ‘paranormal’, for lack of a better word. The pitch was fine, the bowling ordinary. Yes, the unpredictability of test cricket was here for all to see.
The denouement though, came at the very last ball of that mad day. The batsman guided the ball straight to the point fieldsman. And, he grassed it! After all those wickets that fell, there had to be a dropped sitter. You have to call this poetry, for lack of a better word.