Bangalore: I sat up when I read Harbhajan Singh's tweets the other day. They were interesting at many levels. They explained the mindset of a man who seemed destined to become an Indian hero but veered off track. The tweets suggested frustration, pride, more frustration and, in no small measure, a fraying of the nerves. From a man who has, over the years, shared a very genial relationship with journalists, they referred to the media as 'a joke'.
So, why not a word on the media first? Is the media sometimes a bit of an ass? Do I hear loud ayes? In a little under a decade in television, I know I was an ass sometimes. The print media, where I also spent a few years, does not cover itself in glory all the time either.
And what about Harbhajan's accusation that the media sometimes creates a story where none exists? Not completely off the mark there either. Having conceded ground to him, though, we need to look at the other side. Once upon what seems like a very long time ago, Harbhajan was a champion cricketer. Gritty, tough, in your face, talented. With Anil Kumble around, he could be himself: a slightly out-of-control, hot-blooded, somewhat tempestuous young man. Sadly for Harbhajan, and Indian cricket I'd say, Kumble retired.