Sometime in the early 1990s my brother joined the Voronezh State Technological Academy
in the historic city of Voronezh in southern Russia. After performing brilliantly
in his first year of engineering, he expected to sail through to the second year.
But there was one last hurdle.
He had to pass three of the following five fitness tests – long jump, high jump,
chin ups, a 50 metre lap of the pool and a 100 metre run. I don’t know what height,
length or times were specified, but I know that he failed all three tests. The same
day the dean called him into his office and said he couldn’t possibly let him proceed
to Year II. The physical exams were compulsory and there would be no exception,
even for a foreign student.
Now, my brother may have been totally unfit physically but he’s a quick witted.
The same evening he went out and bought some Moldovan wine and Russian chocolates
and paid a courtesy call at his professor’s house.
After a few glasses of wine, my brother brought up the topic of his abysmal performance
in the physicals. The professor said, “Look I know why you are here. You are the
second ranked student in your class, and you have a bright future. But you must
know that in Russia we take sports and fitness extremely seriously. In fact, if
you had been a Russian student we would not be having this conversation because
you would have been automatically failed.”
The professor continued: “However, if you can promise me that next year you will
pass not just the three but all five physicals, I will make an exception for you.”
Having got a lifeline, my brother took up his fitness regimen seriously. The very
next day he joined the college gym and within the remarkably short period of two
months had the physique of a wrestler. When his best mate, Volodya, returned from
his holidays he at first couldn’t recognise his friend as they passed each other
in a hallway. But when he did realize who this well-built guy was, all that the
wide-eyed Russian student could utter was, “Shto eta? (What is that?)”
That’s how Russia changed a 45 kilo weakling to a broad shouldered power lifter.
It was immersion in Russia ’s culture of all-round fitness that has made him what
he’s today – a man obsessed with fitness.
Don’t catch them young
If Russia is an incubator of sporting excellence, India tries hard not to be. Growing
up in India , we boys from middle class families were never encouraged to go near
sports. The girls simply never cared for anything more than hopscotch. I went to
a pretty good school where the accent was on studies, studies, studies. Each day
we had eight periods of 45 minutes duration for a total of 48 periods a week. Just
one period was allocated for sports? Yes, that’s right less than an hour a week.
And how did we spend those 45 minutes? Well, we would rush out of the classroom,
track down the sports teacher, get the keys to the sports room; the 20-odd boys
would grab hockey sticks, form two teams of 10 each, and rush into the field. We
had exactly 30 minutes left to play the game. If we were a minute late to get to
the next class, the teacher would yell at us.
If another class beat us to the hockey field, we would play baseball, soccer, basketball,
volleyball or kho-kho, a popular Indian game. Curiously, we never played cricket.
Apart from the fact that it couldn’t be played in such a short period, cricket was
never much fun.
The girls were handicapped by skirts that had to cover their knees, and therefore
couldn’t engage in strenuous physical activity. They either tried basketball shots
or spent the “Games Period” near the school canteen, eating bread pakora or pastries.
Basically, we had all these extensive and superb facilities but it seemed the schools
spent a lot of money acquiring them just to make premises look complete. Sporting
excellence was not the aim.
That was at school. Near our home we had a lovely sports stadium with grass mown
like carpet. However, we were never allowed to play there because it was reserved
for club-level sports (held only occasionally) and the neighbourhood children were
not considered good enough to come near it. Even if we snuck in there when the groundsmen
were away, our parents would drag us home – to study.
Stadiums for mango festivals
In sporting powerhouses, sports academies are the first step towards the Olympics.
In India their only function seems to be offering jobs to the friends and relatives
of politicians. Football associations are run by people who may not be able to bend
it like Beckham but can bend at their political master’s will. The tennis association
is the family property of one Delhi-based family. The International Hockey Association
has asked Indian hockey officials to sort out its mess.
Stadiums are hired out for musical evenings or political rallies. I remember my
friend’s mother, a resident official at Delhi ’s Yamuna Velodrome, had to periodically
vacate her room because the ruling political party used to hire the venue for its
meetings. She wasn’t alone. Dozens of cyclists and archers staying in the velodrome
had their training schedule interrupted because they were also asked to pack their
bags. Some of them were from ’s remote northeast states and had nobody in Delhi
to turn to.
Similarly, Delhi’s Talkatora Indoor Stadium was hired out for events such as the
mango festival. Now, associations should be allowed to hire out these stadiums and
make some extra cash but certainly not at the expense of the players’ dignity.
Second class status
For Indian politicians, the sports ministry is like a bronze medal and they treat
sports in a rather cavalier manner. In August 2009 businessman Vijay Mallya’s Force
India created history by becoming the first Indian team to race in Formula One.
As the nation basked in the glory, Mallya proposed building an F1 track near Delhi
and asked for tax exemption for the project.
The sport minister was M.S. Gill and his response was: “F1 is not sports. The proposed
F1 race does not satisfy conditions which focus on human endeavour for excelling
in competition with others.” Translation: Get lost.
The F1 track was built anyway, without tax breaks.
India : A sporting culture
Comparisons are inevitably made to the other Asian giant China, which topped the
gold medals tally in the last Olympics. China ’s success in sports is attained through
a massive programme that scouts the country’s schools for promising young players,
who are then groomed at numerous world class academies. It is the academies – not
the athletes – that decide who will play what. Sport is not for fun, it is a serious
matter in the communist nation. The whole exercise is aimed at winning gold medals
in the Olympics to boost national pride. China understands the importance of sports
as a propaganda tool.
But more importantly, the Chinese truly believe in the superiority of the Han race.
They want to show the world what the Chinese people – forever caricatured as puny
and slant-eyed by the West – can do. The 16-year-old female swimmer Ye Shiwen, who
won two gold medals, in the process obliterating the men’s world record no less,
is the result of this obsession with China’s aim to be top dog.
India is different. Our politicians just don’t care about medals rankings. Historically,
we are a diehard sporting nation. All the ancient Indian epics mention archery,
mace fighting, wrestling, chariot racing, fencing, and equestrian competitions.
Sports festivals are common in every district across our vast country.
This tremendous energy and passion, however, remains untapped. Indian school children
regularly win gold medals at world school competitions but within a few years the
gap widens as the foreign kids peel away because of their superiors systems.
The US and UK pump billions of dollars into prestige oriented programmes that aim
to send their boys and girls on to the podium. The UK , for instance, pumps in money
from its state lottery into cycling. Russia ’s Vladimir Putin has asked leading
corporations to sponsor an individual sport or a team.
India, on the other hand, remains wedded to Nehru’s philosophy of “participation
is more important than winning”. But if we aim low, we only hit the ground instead
of the target. In hockey we were a powerhouse (eight golds) and in football we made
it to the quarterfinals of the Melbourne Olympics. The philosophy of participation
has led to the current situation where we can’t even participate.
India is the only country in the world which has not matched its economic clout
with sporting success. We are making giant strides economically, scientifically
and militarily but we remain pygmies in the sports arena.
In contrast, take Slovenia. The tiny Balkan nation, which became independent in
1991, has a population of just two million and only 40,000 registered sportspersons.
But they make up for these small numbers by their strong sporting culture – the
country has 3500 sporting associations and fully one-third of Slovenian adults play
some sport at least once a week. A week into the London Games, it had a gold and
a bronze. India has a solitary bronze.
In Athens 2004 the Indian contingent brought home a grand total of one silver. In
Beijing 2008, the tally was one gold and two bronze medals. Overall, India has won
all of 18 medals since 1928, with hockey contributing 11 to that tally. At London
2012 India has a contingent of 141. Only 81 of these are athletes.
You get the picture. There might be a couple of flashes of individual brilliance
but other than that nobody’s expecting a medals surge.
This article was earlier published at
Rakesh Krishnan Simha is a New Zealand based writer and a columnist with the Rossiyskaya
Gazeta Group, Moscow. His articles have been used as reference at Rutgers, The State
University of New Jersey; the Centre for Research on Globalization, Canada; Wikipedia;
and as part of the curriculum at the Anthropology Department of the National University
of Ireland, Maynooth. His articles have been published at the Centre for Land Warfare
Studies, New Delhi, and Oped News, Pennsylvania.
Editor – As a born optimist I believe and hope that things are changing even if
not as fast we expect. Some large corporates have taken to sponsoring Indian sportspersons
(not cricketers). Give it some time. What is heartening is that Indians from smaller
towns are winning medals for India. Wish the Media is more balanced. They give excessive
importance and coverage to medal winners while ignoring others. Sometimes excessive
importance to an individual might make a winner arrogant and lose focus on the game.