October 28, 2016

How Dolly changed the colour of our sport

To better appreciate the value of quotas in sport, take a look again at Basil D'Oliveira's story

Basil D'Oliveira is hoisted onto the shoulders of his Worcestershire team-mates in 1969 © Getty Images

Of the South African cricketers who are presently in Adelaide, and who are soon to engage in the first Test of a much anticipated three-match series against Australia, how many would know about the man who helped to start it all?

Of late, the South African minister for sport has made it a prerequisite of selection that the team should include six players of colour, but 50 years ago, no one with a hint of "colour" was allowed any nearer a Test match pitch than the "cage" - an enclosure that kept them segregated from their fellow white human beings.

It has been a long, hard and often painful journey. Along the way, many fine cricketers of all backgrounds have had ambition thwarted. In the coming weeks, the joy on the face of Temba Bavuma when he makes a score, or Kagiso Rabada when he captures an Aussie wicket, will delight all but the most extreme of politically motivated white South Africans. Up above, looking down on it all, will be the pioneer of a movement that began in England in 1964 and, in his own case, reached a remarkable crescendo four years later.

Basil D'Oliveira was a Cape Coloured cricketer of special ability who made his debut for Western Province in the non-white provincial tournament of the late 1940s at the age of 16. In a club match, he once made 225 out of a team total of 236 in little more than an hour. Legend has it that he hit 16 sixes, and a whole lot of fours from the other balls bowled. He bowled lively medium pace and ruthlessly exploited the uneven matting surfaces on which these ostracised lovers of the game found their fun. Unsurprisingly, the standard of cricket was pretty ordinary, but for a decade D'Oliveira stood above it, a colossus of the only game he could find in town. Frustrated beyond measure by the apartheid policy that drove the South Africa of the day, in 1959 he wrote to John Arlott, the liberally outspoken English broadcaster and journalist, and asked for help. Arlott was moved by D'Oliveira's story and helped to secure him a job as a pro in the Lancashire League for the 1960 season. After a dodgy start in cold weather and on damp pitches, he got the hang of things - so much so that he pipped a gifted fellow by the name of Garfield Sobers to the No. 1 spot in the league's batting averages.

Incredible as this now sounds, D'Oliveira was asked by the secretary of MCC, Billy Griffith, if he would declare himself unavailable for England and pledge allegiance to South Africa

The next season was barely any different, neither were the next two. In 1964, Worcester signed D'Oliveira on the back of Tom Graveney's kindly words and after a year of 2nd XI cricket while qualifying for British citizenship, he made his first hundred for the county on a tricky early-season pitch. The technique acquired on the matting back home and forensically close attention paid to the ball itself, rather than the peripherals, allowed D'Oliveira to finish eighth in the national batting averages as Worcestershire won their second consecutive championship title. To the astonishment of all those cricket people back home - whether black, white, brown, pink or just green with envy - in the summer of 1966, "Dolly" was picked for England.

This was the moment he caught the eye of a young boy playing Test matches in the street outside his London home. Stumps were chalked on the wall and Basil's first Test match hundred was replicated with that child's enthusiasm for thrilling back-foot drives and a generally fearless approach to the game. The following summer, D'Oliveira was in the team to face the Australians, and though England lost the first Test, he finished unbeaten with 87 in the second innings when England were bowled out for 253.

I was that boy and I was fascinated by this man and by his bat, upon the face of which was a logo hitherto unseen. I scraped off the bat-maker's logo on my own piece of willow and drew, or painted perhaps, my own version of the deep black triangle that pointed down to the bat's toe. It was another ten years before I was to learn that this Duncan Fearnley bat was made by a man who existed, a former county cricketer who lived and breathed the game from his small factory in the middle of Worcester, which supplied handmade bats to some of the world's finest players. I came to know Duncan well and was never to use any other make of equipment during my own playing days.

None of us knew it at the time - and only a very few predicted the seismic knock-on effect of D'Oliveira's selection - but England's scheduled tour to South Africa the following winter was already in jeopardy. John Vorster, the South African prime minister and an especially hardline apartheid activist, had already flagged his disapproval of D'Oliveira's presence in the England side around the corridors of Lord's.

Incredible as this now sounds, at a dinner before the second Test, to celebrate the 200th match between England and Australia, D'Oliveira was asked by the secretary of MCC, Billy Griffith, if he would declare himself unavailable for England and pledge allegiance to South Africa. Basil was furious. His 20-year story - from the rough grounds of the Cape, where there seemed to be no escape and no hope of fulfilment, to the lush turfs of England's green and pleasant land - was on course for a happy ending. Griffith blew that notion apart, though not half so devastatingly as the selectors, who omitted D'Oliveira from the 200th Test. Try to imagine this moment for yourself; it is difficult, for it so beggars belief. Basil was dropped by England because the prime minister of South Africa said so.

D'Oliveira bats on his way to 158 at The Oval © Getty Images

He returned to Worcester, but for a month or so couldn't make a run. Then, in a world of mysterious ways, a mysterious thing happened. With England still one down in the Ashes series, the selectors named a team, and unusually, with it were named three replacements. Two were bowlers, the third was D'Oliveira. The bowlers broke down, Roger Prideaux - who, incidentally, was later to emigrate to South Africa - pulled out of the match with a virus, and Basil was back.

He made 158.

Peter Oborne, in his award-winning Basil D'Oliveira: Cricket and Conspiracy, insists that it is the greatest innings ever played. After all, says Oborne, he played it "against an attack comprising... Vorster and South African cricket at its most corrupt, supported by the weight of the British establishment...No other innings in test history has done anything like so much good".

After a storm on the last day, England won the match when Derek Underwood brilliantly exploited the wet pitch. Dolly captured the breakthrough wicket and "Deadly" did the rest. D'Oliveira's innings made headlines all around the world, which meant there was a serious problem. Announce D'Oliveira in the team and risk the wrath of Vorster or leave him out and live with a backlash on the home front. The tour party to South Africa was to be named within a couple of days. The selectors, along with those in their corridors of power, debated long into the night. They announced a team without Dolly and tears fell down the cheeks of a gentle, delightful man.

I say gentle, and by that I mean of nature. He sure loved a party, though by the time I roomed with him on a short tour to the Middle East in 1980, I was told he was easing off. He must have been something at his best then, because often was the occasion that he hit the hay as I was emerging from it. His stories were gold, his love of life irresistible. We laughed and laughed. He was still using a bat with the black-triangle motif, as by now was I - three stumps angled in a V and joined across the top by two bails.

Basil was brave, he was feisty and he was strong; he was young, gifted and he was coloured. And he knew he was right, so he blazed a trail that eventually helped to change the order of the world

D'Oliveira's omission shook things up all right. The newspapers were on the warpath, the public weren't far behind, and the MCC called a special general meeting. This national debate featured in both parliament and church. Three weeks passed before another mysterious thing happened. Tom Cartwright, a medium-fast bowler of note, was declared unfit for the tour. Basil, a batsman whose bowling was handy but no more, was chosen to replace him. Vorster went ballistic, calling it "not the team of the MCC but of the anti-apartheid movement". He got a standing ovation at the National Party Congress. The tour was off.

In 1970, South Africa were due in England. No chance. The anti-apartheid movements in Britain now had more than just scraps from which to feed. Peter Hain, a young liberal, led a campaign against the tour and the government stepped in to cancel South Africa's invitation. A Rest of the World team, which included four Springboks, came instead. Though Australia went to South Africa in 1969-70, the return visit, in 1971-72, was aborted. Another Rest of the World team replaced that tour.

For 20 years South Africa remained in isolation. The pain was clear and present. Names that might have adorned the history books, names of all origin and background, were denied. It had taken the sporting authorities 75 years to make a stand against an evil discrimination and a relatively small group of sportsmen suffered for it. After D'Oliveira many a South African cricketer came to reside in and play for England. They say sport and politics should not mix. Sport and politics are joined at the hip.

Basil passed away on a November day five years ago. He was 80 they say, which tidies up the uncertainty about his age. He is missed around Worcester every day. Indeed, he is missed everywhere. He was brave, he was feisty and he was strong; he was young, gifted and he was coloured. And he knew he was right, so he blazed a trail that eventually helped to change the order of the world. Fabulously, he was named one of South Africa's ten cricketers of the 20th century. He was made CBE in England in 2005 and has a stand in his name at New Road, Worcester. Series between England and South Africa are now played for the Basil D'Oliveira Trophy.

Had the ministry of sport insisted on six players of colour in Basil's day, he would have been a shoo-in and played alongside luminaries such as Roy McLean and Johnny Waite, Graeme Pollock, Barry Richards and Mike Procter. As it happened, it was Geoffrey Boycott and John Edrich, Ray Illingworth, Alan Knott and John Snow who became his team-mates and friends. Not one of them would have a bad word to say about this man who crossed a Rubicon and inspired a generation.

The quota system, as it has been called, is not universally popular because there is potential in it to compromise the quality of the team. It is important for South African sport in general that heroes are born out of winning teams. But no one can argue about the thinking or the direction. All Basil would ask is that it is applied with common sense and fairness to one and all.

Mark Nicholas, the former Hampshire captain, presents the cricket on Channel Nine in Australia and Channel 5 in the UK

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  • john on November 2, 2016, 9:50 GMT

    Chrismarx, the population of sa is not reflected in all walks of life, cricket is just one where facilities of the previous regime exist, despite changes in laws. The average man still cannot access opportunity

  • Francis on November 1, 2016, 14:47 GMT

    Basil showed amazing dignity through everything. He just wanted to play the game he loved, and what a player he was. Superb batsman and fielder, with one of the best bowling actions. The stats don't do justice. A hero for any time.

  • davidw9460043 on November 1, 2016, 14:19 GMT

    Excellent Mark! Remember "Dolly" coming back to Middleton to see some of the old players there in the 1990s. A remarkable man, who would walk into most Test sides today without even a blink from the selectors! Still remembered by some of the more "older" of Central Lancashire League's stalwart watchers.

  • Pundit on October 31, 2016, 15:30 GMT

    Well,written Mark Nicholas, so,informative and eloquently explained why quotas are important and have paid dividends already. Unfortunately I do visit SA quite frequently and have to,report not much has actually changed when it comes to economic power and distribution of wealth. Just have to visit the wealthy sea side suburbs of Cape Town to note who holds the gravy train.

    I for one love watching SA play, particularly have enjoyed likes of Kallis, Amla, Steyn, Ntini to name a few. Wish SA success on their tour of Australia. From Pakistan supporter.

  • chris on October 31, 2016, 12:55 GMT

    Are you seriously using the story of a cricketer who was discriminated against because of the colour of his skin to justify the discrimination against others players because of the colour of theirs? Since when is racism an acceptable way to fight racism.

  • Graham on October 30, 2016, 12:12 GMT

    It is to my undying shame that Griffiths' name is associated with my home county, Sussex. He, and some of the others on the selection committee, are not missed. And one is reminded of the greatness of mind of John Arlott, a giant of cricket and a reminder of what a pygmy Swanton was (though he was an oppponent of apartheid).

  • Blessing on October 30, 2016, 7:59 GMT

    Wonderful read Mark. Apartheid ruined a lot of things in many different aspects of life in this country. Even more than two decades after its death, this country's, sports, access to proper infrastructure, distribution of wealth etc still suffer from the effects of that horrible evil abomination. While I am strongly against quotas, whenever i read most of the comments by anti quotas South Africans and our foreign cricket friends on ESPNcricinfo, i get the feeling that they completely miss the mark on what is the thought process behind quotas is. Like most commenters, I feel CSA and the government should be doing a lot more than what they're doing by investing at development/grassroot level amongst the previously disadvantaged communities in this country rather than just deploying quotas at national level. Two wrongs don't make aright but yet at the same time you have to reside in this country to see how the constructs of apartheid still favour the same people they favoured then.

  • IFTIKHAR on October 29, 2016, 20:51 GMT

    I saw Mr. D'Oliviera first back in 1968 at the famous Oval Test.A gentleman of the highest breed.Very considerate and cooperative to young boys like us.A rare human being who stood up to adversity with courage.

  • Zafer Abid on October 29, 2016, 15:20 GMT

    As an Indian and from first-hand experience of this system (yes, we also have quotas, not in sports, but in government jobs and higher education, we call it "reservation"-g00gle it), I feel that whatever everybody else is saying, quotas have done good for the SA team. Similarly reservations have done well to assimilate a large percentage of population in mainstream Indian culture. Maybe your team would lose a few matches and a few players careers would be affected, but remember that cricket will not stand a chance in SA if it is followed by only 10 percent of the population.

  • Mashuq on October 29, 2016, 14:42 GMT

    I'm with you @john_bnsa Earlier I mentioned of my own lack of talent, @Pierrev, so I definitely would not support a team that would be improved by the inclusion of a player from a 'privileged' background at the expense of a weaker player of colour. May I point out the groundlessness of your objection to john_bnsa's purported "logic [that] you must be poor and struggle your whole life before you deserve to play?" No such implication is entailed by his denigration of "institutes of the previous regime [as feeders of] the national team." My take on this is that serendipitously players like Hayward (yes I know, ironically, he is not recognized as a quota player) were identified without the advantages available to say Ntini once he was spotted and brought to Dale College But such serendipity needs to be supplemented by directed policy or the pool of talent will remain confined to the privileged People whose own background is not one of privilege are likely to be sensitive to such matters.

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