Just how did this happen? Fakhar Zaman was not supposed to
do this. Hell, he wasn’t even supposed to be in the playing eleven. Drafted in
on the run, after the shellacking Pakistan received at the hands of India, he
replaced Ahmed Shahzad for the second match. Shahzad was so bad in the opener;
that anything Zaman brought to the table would have been an improvement. To
predict that he will play the role that he ultimately did; was quite
inconceivable at that point.
Like the hero’s side-kick who - after being drafted in at
the last moment by the casting manager - goes on to deliver a cameo to savour;
Zaman shone brighter than any other Pakistani batsman at the Champions Trophy. In
a tournament where most teams focussed on keeping wickets intact while building
a steady base in the first 10-15 overs, Pakistan plumped for an outright
pinch-hitter in Zaman. They were perhaps forced to do that, considering the
lack of hitting muscle in their lower order. Zaman’s hitting prowess meant that
he could ease the pressure on the batsmen to follow. They were, therefore,
ready to risk his wicket in exchange of an early tempo to the innings.
It suited Pakistan all right because unlike the more
powerful batting sides in the tournament; their game depended heavily on the
bowling trio of Junaid, Amir and the irresistible middle-over threat of Hasan
Ali. Their revival began against South Africa in a rain-hit encounter;
continued with an error-prone yet thrilling win against Sri Lanka and
culminated in two clinical performances against England and India to seal an
emphatic comeback. In the first three of those games; they bowled first and
restricted the opposition to below-par scores. In each of those games, Zaman
came out flailing his sword and played little gems to break the back of the
chase and leave the bowling a bit dazed by the time he departed.
He wasn’t always great on the eye; but he scored runs at
more than a run-a-ball all the time and he ensured that the opposition bowling
– with not too many runs to play with – found it difficult to find their feet.
As a result, by the time he was dismissed, the run rate equation was tilted in
favour of Pakistan and all that the middle-order had to do was to nudge the
ball around and not lose too many wickets. In the final, he went one step
ahead, this time setting up the game for his bowlers with a magnificent
hundred. Repreived very early in the innings; he was more cautious this time
around but after losing Azhar Ali to a mix-up, changed gears spectacularly. The
hitting remained unorthodox but the base he set-up meant that Pakistan’s
stronger suit, the bowling, had just too many runs to play with.
Like his shot-making, Zaman also looked a bit awkward in
his demeanor. It seemed as if he took a little time to feel at home having been
rushed into the thick of the action. His smiles were stifled, his celebrations
were muted and he was generally a quiet contributor. Unlike the in-your-face
running of Amir or the camera-friendly smoke-bomb celebration of Hasan Ali,
Zaman shied away from the limelight. Yet, like his skipper Sarfraz, he looked
every bit a likeable character.
After the loss against India where they seemed to lose the
plot completely, Pakistan almost built a winning side on the go. Zaman and
Junaid were drafted in and instantly clicked, Fahim Ashraf played a key role
when called in, Rumman Raees ensured Amir wasn’t missed in the semi-final
before Amir himself came back to bowl the momentum-shifting spell in the final.
Winning global tournaments does not seem to be enough for Pakistan. They are
obsessed with creating a compelling narrative along the way. But even in this
big story, the mini-puzzle of just how Fakhar Zaman turned up on time, seems to
be intriguing. Shahzad’s injury, Zaman’s own illness before the final, Bumrah’s
no-ball – all somehow hint that Zaman was destined to play his hand.
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