How the mighty have fallen. The latest in a series of efforts to regain what he feels is his rightful place in the sun. The spat with Chappell, the seemingly unending run of failures with the bat, the leaked e-mail, Dalmiya at that time to busy fighting for his own survival to stick his neck out for his blue-eyed boy, the loss of captaincy and of his place in the side, ...most of us watched drama degenerate into farce. Most also felt the selectors had done the right thing, though perhaps a tad later than they should have. I guess they were probably waiting for the protective shield to go down before pouncing for the kill. Most shocking of all was Ganguly's switching of loyalty from Dalmiya to his opponents in an obvious attempt to weasel his way into the good books of the new 'Pawar'ful bosses of Indian cricket, and stabbing his long-time guardian in the back. Saurav lost then what little respect the cricketing public had left for him.
Then followed his disastrous stint in county cricket. Before leaving for England he'd declared that he wanted his bat to do the talking. Unfortunately his bat turned out to be singularly tongue-tied.This when Zaheer and Dinesh Mongia were producing creditable performances over there. The English weather proving inclement, the 'Bengal tiger' mewed disconsolately and returned to his watering-hole in Calcutta.
Unfortunately Team India had moved on and the great Indian paying public have a notoriously short memory. So, now the interview route to get back into reckoning, to remind everyone of his existence and his availability! Dylan Thomas,watching his father die of cancer, had written:
" Do not go gentle into that good night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light"
I've no idea if Saurav has read Thomas' poems but he certainly seems to show a marked disinclination to go gently into the night!
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