Read as part of the sport reading journey
Taj Malik Alam and his family left
Afghanistan in 1995 to live, with tens of thousands of their country folk, in a
refugee camp near Peshawar in neighbouring Pakistan. Two years later, as an
impressionable twelve year-old boy he was infected with a love of cricket as
the 1997 Cricket World Cup came to India & Pakistan, with England playing
Sri Lanka at Peshawar itself.
Refugee camp cricket was a bit different,
played on dirt tracks amid the detritus of the camp, using tennis balls wrapped
in gaffer tape and bats that were often just bits of spare wood.
When in 2001, in the aftermath of 9/11, the
Americans drove the Taliban into the hinterland, Taj returned to Kabul with an
ambitious mission – to bring cricket into his homeland, use it a force for
cohesion within the divided land, and create a national team that could help
integration with the wider world, projecting a positive image of the war-torn
country. And not least, being Afghan, to win everything in sight!
It’s a tall order; few in Afghanistan have
even heard of the sport and those that have mistrust it as a foreign, or even
worse Pakistani, aberration. Nevertheless through sheer persistence, cheek and
daring Taj begs, borrows or cons land, equipment and cash out of government and
the wider cricket world, and recruits sufficient players with natural ability,
increasing skill but minimal experience, to embark on a remarkable journey.
The target is the Cricket World Cup, the
fifty over competition in which the test match playing nations are joined by a
few minnows who have to fight their way through qualifying rounds. For the
Afghans, new boys initially ranked 90th in the world, this would
mean winning through four tournaments against well established, better
resourced countries from all around the world.
As big a challenge as the cricket is the
culture shock awaiting the internationally isolated Afghans in the varied and
sometimes glamorous locations – Jersey, Tanzania, Argentina, South Africa and
Dubai – where the lifestyle is often at odds with their background of poverty
and strict Muslim law.
Tim Albone chronicles the adventure through
the matches, management disputes and political intrigue with a calm and assured
style - this story needs no hyperbole, and the Afghan players are excitable
enough. His open access to the squad provides the inside track on extraordinary
events.
I’ve followed cricket off and on since
boyhood but this book opened up previously unknown strata of the international
game with tiny nations or tiny minorities of huge nations competing to claw
their way up the hierarchy to have a day in the world spotlight and a shot at
the big boys. It’s refreshing and inspiring.
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