Three decades ago, the cricketing world was graced by the presence of an extraordinary generation of all-rounders—players whose names have since become etched into the mythology of the game. Imran Khan, Ian Botham, Kapil Dev, and Richard Hadlee represented a golden era of cricket, where individual brilliance often turned the tide of a match. For New Zealand, a team perennially burdened by the limitations of its cricketing resources, Hadlee was not just a talisman; he was the fulcrum around which the Kiwis’ aspirations revolved. Nowhere was this more evident than during the unforgettable Test match at Brisbane in November 1985, where Hadlee’s bowling brilliance dismantled Australia with an almost poetic ruthlessness.
The Brisbane pitch, cloaked in slightly overcast conditions, offered a glimmer of hope to the visitors. New Zealand skipper Jeremy Coney, a shrewd and thoughtful leader, sensed opportunity and elected to field first—a decision that would soon pay dividends. For Australia, the weight of expectation was considerable, even against an underdog like New Zealand. Yet Hadlee, armed with his unerring accuracy, subtle variations, and a profound understanding of seam movement, exposed the fragility lurking beneath Australia’s batting order.
The Spellbinding Opening Salvo
Hadlee’s performance across the two days of the Test was a masterclass in fast bowling—controlled aggression paired with surgical precision. On Day One, the Australians ended at a seemingly salvageable 146 for four, but all four wickets belonged to Hadlee. Each dismissal was a testament to his mastery. Andrew Hilditch fell to an ill-advised hook shot, a victim of Hadlee’s ability to lure batsmen into errors. David Boon’s demise, courtesy of a sharp edge to slip, highlighted Hadlee’s skill in exploiting even the slightest lapse in technique. Allan Border’s dismissal after lunch—caught at cover—was the result of Hadlee’s relentless pressure forcing an uncharacteristic mistake from Australia’s finest. By the day’s close, Hadlee had already shaped the narrative of the match.
Day Two: A Symphony of Destruction
If Day One belonged to Hadlee the craftsman, Day Two revealed Hadlee the destroyer. Resuming at 146 for four, Australia collapsed spectacularly, adding just 33 runs to their overnight score. Hadlee’s rhythm was sublime, his control unwavering. Kepler Wessels, who had shown glimpses of resilience, fell LBW to a ball that cut in sharply—a dismissal that shattered Australia’s hopes of recovery. What followed was a procession of middle-order batsmen, each undone by Hadlee’s relentless probing.
One dismissal, in particular, encapsulated Hadlee’s genius. Greg Matthews, a capable southpaw, was deceived by a delivery that appeared to move away before sharply cutting back to clip the bails. It was a moment of artistry, a ball that swung with the subtlety of a whisper before striking with the force of a hammer.
Hadlee’s final figures—nine for 52—spoke of utter dominance. Yet, as fate would have it, the tenth wicket eluded him. Geoff Lawson’s dismissal came via a sharp running catch by Hadlee himself, handing Vaughan Brown his maiden Test wicket. In a gesture of magnanimity that underscored Hadlee’s character, he later reflected, “Some people walked up and asked me why I didn’t drop the catch. But the game of cricket is not like that. You take every opportunity you get.”
This unselfish act epitomized Hadlee’s approach to cricket—a blend of individual brilliance tempered by respect for the team and the game itself.
The Inevitable Triumph
New Zealand’s response with the bat was as emphatic as Hadlee’s spell with the ball. John Reid and Martin Crowe, two of New Zealand’s most accomplished batsmen, constructed centuries of immense poise, guiding their team to a monumental 553 for seven. Hadlee, never content to contribute with the ball alone, played a blistering cameo of 54 runs off 45 balls, further cementing his all-round brilliance.
Trailing by 374, Australia never looked capable of mounting a challenge. While Allan Border’s heroic, unbeaten 152 offered a glimpse of defiance, it was ultimately an act of futility. Hadlee, once again, returned to claim six for 71 in the second innings, finishing with match figures of 15 for 123.
The Legacy of Brisbane
New Zealand’s victory by an innings and 41 runs was not merely a historic triumph—it was a seismic statement. This was New Zealand’s first-ever Test win on Australian soil, a feat that underscored the significance of Hadlee’s performance. His 15 wickets in the match rank among the greatest individual efforts in Test cricket history. More than the statistics, however, it was the manner of Hadlee’s bowling—his elegance, intelligence, and ferocity—that elevated the performance to something timeless.
Reflecting on the match, Hadlee described it as a “fairy tale,” a phrase that resonates with the mythical quality of his achievement. In truth, it was less a fairy tale and more a masterstroke—an exhibition of cricketing artistry that transcended the limitations of the moment.
For New Zealand, a cricketing nation often overshadowed by its more illustrious rivals, Brisbane 1985 remains a touchstone of pride. For Hadlee, it was the crowning glory of a career defined by brilliance and integrity. And for cricket itself, it was a reminder of the power of one man to transform a match, a series, and a legacy.
Thank You
Faisal Caesar