A Stage Set for Brilliance
Cricket, at its finest, is more than a sport—it is an art
form where talent, temperament, and timing blend into something magical. The
finest innings transcend national rivalries and statistical milestones, leaving
an imprint on the hearts of those who witness them. On May 21, 1997, at the
iconic Chepauk Stadium in Chennai, Pakistan’s Saeed Anwar composed one such
masterpiece—an ethereal 194-run innings that remains etched in cricketing
folklore.
This was an era when India-Pakistan cricket was more than
just a game; it was a battlefield, a proxy war played on lush green fields
instead of bloodied ones. Tensions between the two nations were at their usual
high, and victories in these encounters meant more than just points on a
tournament table—they were moments of national pride.
Yet, amidst this high-voltage backdrop, Anwar’s artistry
managed to dissolve borders, at least for an afternoon. The Chennai crowd,
known for its cricketing intellect and sporting spirit, put rivalries aside and
stood in unison to applaud the conqueror from across the border. In a
tournament meant to celebrate independence, Anwar’s innings became an
unforgettable symbol of cricket’s ability to unite, rather than divide.
The Context: A Battle
for Survival
The 1997 Independence Cup featured India, Pakistan, Sri
Lanka, and New Zealand in a round-robin format, with the top two teams
advancing to the final. By the time India and Pakistan faced off in Chennai,
both teams were fighting for survival. Each had won one and lost one match,
making this contest a virtual semifinal.
Pakistan had begun their campaign with a 22-run defeat to
New Zealand in Mohali but bounced back with a 30-run victory over Sri Lanka in
Gwalior. India, on the other hand, had comfortably defeated New Zealand but
suffered a disappointing loss to Sri Lanka in Mumbai.
With Sri Lanka sealing their spot in the final, the match at
Chepauk became a do-or-die encounter. Pakistan needed a hero, and Saeed Anwar
emerged as the one destined to deliver.
The Genesis of an
Epic: Anwar’s Masterclass
Winning the toss under the sweltering Chennai sun, Pakistan
captain Ramiz Raja had no hesitation in opting to bat. Chepauk’s pitch was
expected to be a batsman’s paradise, but early on, Pakistan found themselves in
a precarious situation.
Explosive opener Shahid Afridi, the teenager who had already
stunned the world with a 37-ball century a few months earlier, perished
cheaply. His aggressive approach backfired as he miscued a shot, gifting India
an early breakthrough. The Indian crowd roared in delight—little did they know
that their joy would soon turn into sheer admiration.
Saeed Anwar was just starting to evolve - Medium-sized in
stature, elegant, and blessed with a silken touch, Anwar had always been a
thorn in India’s flesh. But on this day, he wasn’t just going to hurt India—he
was going to obliterate them.
A Batsman in the Zone: The Chennai Storm
The innings started with a statement. In the seventh over,
Anwar danced down the track and flicked Venkatesh Prasad nonchalantly over
midwicket for a six. It was a shot dripping with arrogance, and it set the tone
for what was to come.
Anwar was effortless yet ruthless. He drove, he cut, he
pulled, and he lofted with an almost surreal elegance. The Indian
bowlers—Prasad, Srinath, Kumble, and Tendulkar—were mere spectators in their
own backyard. No bowler was spared.
By the 15th over, he had raced to a half-century. But the
Chennai heat was relentless. The afternoon sun burned like an unforgiving
deity, draining every ounce of energy from the players. Anwar, too, started
showing signs of exhaustion.
By the 18th over, he signalled for a runner.
This decision would later spark a debate—was it ethical to
use a runner purely due to exhaustion? Should a batsman be allowed external
assistance for something that wasn’t an injury? The purists were divided. But
regardless of where one stood in the argument, what followed was sheer genius.
A Master at Work: The
Destruction of India
With Afridi running between the wickets, Anwar’s focus
became singular: attack. He no longer had to worry about sprinting between the
stumps—his only concern was where to place his next boundary.
He began piercing the gaps with precision, finding the fence
at will. Boundaries flowed like poetry, each stroke more exquisite than the
last.
Then came the 41st over.
India’s premier leg-spinner, Anil Kumble, was brought back
into the attack. His over would go down in history:
Ball 1: Anwar
danced down and drove through covers. Two runs.
Ball 2: Another
charge, another two.
Ball 3: Six. A
mistimed shot, but a fielder’s misjudgment at long-off saw the ball sail over
the ropes.
Ball 4: Six. A
full-blooded slog over midwicket.
Ball 5: Six.
Another towering hit into the stands.
Ball 6: Four. The
leg-breaker was dismissed to the fence with surgical precision.
In six balls, Kumble had conceded 26 runs.
The very next over, bowled by Tendulkar, saw history unfold.
A delicate sweep took Anwar past Viv Richards’ legendary 189, a record that had
stood tall for 13 years.
He raised his arms. A moment of history had been carved.
The End of a
Masterpiece
Anwar wasn’t done yet. He continued unfazed, eyeing a
historic double-century. But fate had different plans.
In the 47th over, Tendulkar bowled a loopy delivery. Anwar,
attempting another sweep, top-edged it straight to fine leg.
As he walked back, exhausted yet victorious, Chepauk rose to
its feet. The Indian crowd, usually partisan, gave a standing ovation to a
Pakistani batsman. It was a moment of pure cricketing respect, one that
transcended politics and borders.
The Final Act: A Lost Cause for India
Pakistan’s 328 was an impossible chase in those pre-T20
days.
India tried. Rahul Dravid’s maiden ODI century (107) and
Vinod Kambli’s stylish 65 kept the hopes alive. But Aaqib Javed’s five-wicket
haul ensured that Anwar’s brilliance would not go in vain.
India fell short by 35 runs. But the real victory that day
wasn’t Pakistan’s—it was cricket’s.
A Timeless Legacy
Saeed Anwar’s 194 off 146 balls, decorated with 22 fours and
5 sixes, wasn’t just a record-breaking knock. It was a testament to skill,
endurance, and sheer artistry.
Even Sachin Tendulkar, India’s captain, admitted:
"That was the best innings I have ever seen."
Bishan Singh Bedi called it a once-in-a-lifetime spectacle.
Glenn Turner tried to dampen the feat, arguing that the runner gave Anwar an
unfair advantage. But the numbers don’t lie—118 of his runs came purely off
boundaries.
The records may have been broken since, but the memory of
that Chennai afternoon, when a Pakistani batsman became the darling of an Indian
crowd, remains unmatched.
That day, Saeed Anwar didn’t just play an innings. He wrote a symphony.
Thank You
Faisal Caesar
