Shane Warne: The blonde bamboozler

Shane Warne: the walk, skip and jump bowling action

Shane Warne was all about the aura that he created around him. He had all the tricks in his bag – the big leggie that turned a square mile, the one that drifted away, the one that skidded and spit off a crack and the big wrong one. Yet, it wasn’t always about what he did with the ball.

According to his own admission, “the art of bowling spin is to make the batsman think that something special is happening, when it isn’t.”

Much like a magician, Shane Warne put on a grand show every time he was handed over the ball: the calm posture at the top of the bowling mark, tossing the red cherry from hand to hand, zinc cream across the nose, blond hair flowing in the wind while walking up to the crease, the innocuous jump, the delivery and the expression of complete disbelief of not picking up a wicket every ball.

Playing against Shane Warne was tougher because the batsman not only had to counter a turning ball, but they also had to play the master craftsman. Facing up to the presence of Warne was trickier than negotiating his turn-a-mile leg spinner.

As narrated by Damien Fleming, who played with Warne for almost a decade,

“There were times, when I used to watch England, New Zealand and South African batters just blocking half-volleys. You’d think he’s always going to get five-for; they should at least make him go for a hundred.”

Warne did that to most batsmen. He made the batsmen believe that every ball he delivered was unplayable and in the process, cast his spell around the likes of Daryll Cullinan and a number of English and South African batsmen.

‘I think about what shot I want the batsman to play … Do I want him to go back and defend? Do I want him to come forward and drive? Do I want him to sweep? … That allows me to bowl exactly where I want, rather than focusing in on a spot. I’ve got my plan, and then I just have to execute it to get the batsman out.’ – Shane Warne

Most batsmen lost their wickets to the aura of Shane Warne rather than their incompetence in handling the turning ball.

However, there was one breed of batsmen that he couldn’t conquer. His magic failed to work on a special few hailing from India. Right from his debut to his last IPL game, Shane Warne couldn’t master the fleet-footed Indian batsmen. They not only neutralized his threat as a wicket-taker, most of them treated his bowling as a run-scoring opportunity.

Ravi Shastri destroyed him during his debut Test, while Navjot Singh Sidhu shredded his skills during his first tour to India. VVS Laxman fancied him over the covers and Sachin Tendulkar danced down the track and launched Warne’s greatness over wide long on.

Despite his failures in India, Shane Warne has always been a crowd favourite. However, he made a permanent place in the hearts of the Indian cricket fans when he led a young and inexperienced Rajasthan Royals team to the first IPL title.

That’s the thing about Shane Warne. Even though his personal life resembles a soap opera, Shane Warne always manages to get millions glued to their TV sets with his on-field genius. Apart from the inarguable greatness, there is something about Warne that draws the fans towards this blonde bamboozler. There is an honesty and openness about Warne, a degree of warmth that ensures that he is genuinely liked by the crowds.

Though people love him all over the world, he certainly isn’t the perfect role model for any upcoming youngster. The cricket world already has a few pretenders and the last thing cricket needs is a bunch of texting (!), heavily botoxed, wax-like clones with scintillating white teeth.

But even if they try, it’s impossible to match him. Every cricketer wants to imbibe his persona but Shane Warne is the champion who cannot be cloned because it takes more just talent to be a complete character like Warnie.

He can pick a fight with his coach, swim through scandals in diverse fields, cozy up to bookmakers, use performance-enhancing drugs, fail endorsement contracts, cheat on his spouse but then come back on the field, give it a “real rip”, bowl the magic deliveries, rip apart oppositions and finally bow down, Houdini style, to the crowd with his white floppy hat in hand amidst the chants of “Bowling….Shane”!