THE
LONELINESS OF THE DRAG FLICKER
Ajit
Chaudhuri – December 2018
If you are among those who’s illnesses coincide with sports
events, then you, like me, will have depleted your sick leave by this point in
the year – what with the Football World Cup, the Commonwealth Games, the Asian
Games, the Indian cricket team’s tour of England, et al. I was therefore
worried about missing the Hockey World Cup (currently being played in India)
until I discovered that the games are on in the evening and watching them merely
involves sliming out of office a little early on some pretext.
I have followed hockey from 1973 despite India doing zilch
to earn my support after 1975 (when my namesake Ajitpal Singh lifted the World Cup), an Olympic title in a
depleted, boycott-ridden field in 1980 notwithstanding. Why do I still support
it? What do I like about it? This note attempts to make the case for you to
support hockey as well.
So – here goes!
Hockey (outside south Asia) is an elite game. The players are
somewhat educated (mostly in medicine and law), cut their hair, show respect to
each other, listen to the umpires, don’t try to cheat, waste time and feign
injury, and generally behave well (as does the audience – no hooligans, louts
and ultras, and one can bring one’s family to a game). The Bengali term ‘bhadralok’, roughly translating to
‘genteel’, describes the atmosphere around hockey. The only black guy I have
seen in a top team was a scruffy looking fellow in the early 1990s who turned
out to be a medical student – Dr.
Michael Green went on to captain Germany and win the world player of the
year award in 2002. British, Canadian and Kiwi teams usually have a sprinkling
of south Asian immigrants who share the characteristics of gentility and
education with their teammates. In other words, hockey is everything that
football isn’t – while sharing the characteristic of being a fast-paced contact
sport that requires immense skill, speed, strength and stamina.
Hockey is also technologically ahead of its time. The
decision to introduce VAR (for the non-sports-lovers – this stands for video
assistant referee and is the system for the on-field ref to refer a decision to
the cameras) at the football world cup earlier this year was based on it being standard
fare in hockey. The concept of a ‘challenge’ (a team having the right to
challenge an umpire’s decision and losing it if it makes a wrong one) has come into
cricket from hockey. Hockey umpires also have mikes that make their words
audible to the audience, and we get some gems such as the occasion this WC when
a Canadian player was contemplating doing some drama and the umpire told him
not to be an idiot, there were 11 cameras pointed at him at that very moment.
The player shut up quickly (one of the most effective bits of conflict
resolution I have seen on the field).
There is a theory around India’s decline that the game has
changed away from India’s traditional advantage in dribbling and towards speed
and strength. I find this a lazy argument! Anyone who watched Roderik Bowman (Netherlands), Peter Hazelhurst (Australia) or Stefan Blocher (West Germany) in the
1980s would know that their stickwork was as good as the best south Asians, and
that the top teams of the time combined dribbling skills with teamwork, tactics
and penalty corner expertise.
Which brings me (finally) to the subject of my note – the
kind of hush that sets in during a hockey match every time the umpire brings
both hands forward to announce a penalty corner (PC), and all focus shifts to
one person – the penalty corner expert, now called the ‘drag flicker’. The
importance of this person set in during the 1980 Olympic final, when an
ordinary Spanish team ran India close because one person just kept banging PCs
in. I followed the game on radio, and I still remember his name – Juan Amat – as well as my heightened
nervousness every time the commentator announced a PC.
In those days, PC conversion required one to hit the ball
from just inside the D-line, along the ground and through onrushing defenders
and a goalkeeper into the goal, and the likes of Paul Litjens and Surjit
Singh were the experts. In the 1990s, better padding allowed goalkeepers to
respond by merely lying down in front of the goal and blocking the ball –
resulting in a rule change that allowed pushing the ball high as well. PCs
today are complex – the drag flicker has the option of hitting, pushing or
dummying – and the best of them use a sling-like action that sends the ball at
over 80 mph into the roof of the net. The drag flicker thus has to be an expert
at this, while also being good enough at other aspects of hockey to retain a
place in the team.
The best that I have seen are Floris Bovelander (there was a sense of fear every time the
Netherlands were awarded a PC while he was on the field that was in indirect proportion
to his first name), Sohail Abbas
(the one reason, in my opinion, that the decline of hockey was slower in
Pakistan than here in India), and Gonzalo
Peillat (who symbolizes the rise of Argentina, the current Olympic
champions, in the game).
PC conversion has been an issue at this WC (thus far),
leading to talk about the decline of the drag flicker. I don’t agree! The two
lowest ranked teams at the WC punched well above their weight thanks to
brilliant drag flicking – Du Talake
enabling debutants China to make a big impression, and Victor Charlet (another doctor) leading France into the
quarter-finals.
And, let’s not forget the goal that took India out of the
competition, a Mink van der Weerden (the
Netherlands) drag flick that led to tears around the country.
Following Indian hockey is not pleasant! Politics,
regionalism (especially the Sikh – Kodava divide) and corruption are rampant,
and educated players do not survive to improve the system (as Jagbir Singh and Viren Rasquinha had tried to do). Efforts to acquaint coaches with
the modern game are lost on a bunch of computer-illiterate bumpkins whose
skills lie in intermittently saying ‘come on boys’, in negotiating the
political arena, and in blame shifting – as displayed by the Indian coach’s attempt
to divert fault to the umpires after a deserved quarter-final loss a few days
back.
And yet, there is something about the current Indian team –
they are young, good, and competitive, and there are two adequate drag flickers
within. A little support, and a coach who is versed in modern tactics and
techniques, might just get us back up there.
4 comments:
Thanks for sharing! Made great reading, as always. I did not know you were fond of hockey too.
I used to be a regular subscriber of Khalid Ansari edited Sportsweek after the 1971 victories. In 1973, I was surprised to find a 'non-cricket' photo of Ajitpal Singh on the cover of the mag.
I vaguely remember that we had three successful Ajits on our sports canvas. Ajit Wadekar and Ajitpal were two, but I cant remember the third. Can you?
Sudhir Rao
Dear Ajit,
I was passed me your latest essay which I much enjoyed. Having spent many afternoons and a few mornings of my youth hitting, dribbling and chasing hockey balls, mainly in England but also to a small degree in America and India, I am perhaps somewhat placed to respond.
I love your essays and think it is time you collected them into an edited volume. And with your encyclopedic knowledge and appreciation of the drama, the ecstasy and tragedies in a variety of sports, I hope we can look forward to a sports novel. I am thinking The Art of Fielding by Chad Harbach and The Tennis Partner by Abraham Verghese. Maybe the sport could be field hockey in respect of which I am not aware there has ever been a novel.
As for your latest, I am not sure you are right in suggesting there's no cheating in field hockey. (We know there is on a massive scale in ice-hockey). In the far-off days when "turning" when in possession of the ball against one's adversary was illegal, as a left-half I used to do it routinely - until playing for my public school, Monkton Combe, against our great rivals, Dean Close, I was warned by their umpire, who happened to be Denis Carnill, England's outstanding player of the 1950s, that if I did it one more time he would send me off and ensure that I never played for my school again. (Dean Close beat us that day even though we had on our team a future Welsh international and a future English international plus several like myself who went on to play in top university teams.) A few years later when I switched to playing inside left in the forward line, I scored several blistering goals which, truth be told, were struck an inch or two from outside the circle - a tactic which one's opponents didn't bank on and which, especially in the games I played on bumpy fields in Washington DC, umpires didn't seem good at spotting. But maybe I was the exception in a sport that was and is for the most part "genteel" as you put it.
If I have any serious complaint, which I am sure your many female admirers will share, it is that you make not a single mention of women's hockey. No mention of that wonderful Indian women's team at the Commonweal Games in 2002 which, after a lack-lustre performance at the pool stage coming third behind England and New Zealand, went on to win the Gold Medal by beating England in the Final. I well remember the TV coverage and Mamba Kharab's Golden Goal. I think this particular sporting drama was made into a Bollywood movie, was it not? No less dramatic was the unfancied British women winning Gold at the Netherlands in the Rio Olympics in 2016.
I imagine, though I cannot vouch for it, that female drag-flickers are no less lonely than their male counter-parts.
Sir Tim Lankester
Hi Ajit,
Thanks for this. Really enjoyed reading it though I no longer follow hockey.
Pratap Gupta
Enjoyed reading this Ajit! My brush with the world cup was driving past the beautifully done up stadium in Bhubaneswar and reading the various billboards around the city , the most fascinating one of which said – over 50 international hockey players from a few tribal villages of Sundargarh district.
I kept wishing to go inside and watch a match, but time did not permit. But made up some of the loss by reading your piece!
Best
Smita Agarwal
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