At Kensington Oval in England, in the fifth Test of the 1976 series, West Indies pacer Michael Holding played the game of his life.

The Jamaican captured 14 wickets on a placid surface, one on which no other bowler was able to get more than Vanburn Holder’s three wickets in the match. Holding bowled with such electric pace and unrelenting accuracy that 12 of his victims — all eight in the first innings and four in the second — were outbowled or leg before wicket, a clear indication that he was just too fast and too accurate for the Englishmen. “It was a match in which everything went right for me,” Holding wrote in his first memoir, Whispering Death.

Steve Harmison’s bowling figures were 12.3-8-12-7 in the West Indies’ second innings of the 2004 Jamaica Test. Brian Lara and his men were cleaned up for 47 and England won easily by 10 wickets. The game was being keenly contested up until that fourth morning, before Harmison brought it to an abrupt end.

The lanky pacer was unstoppable. “I genuinely felt there was no one who could play me,” Harmison wrote in his book, Speed Demons. “I felt every ball was going to get a wicket. Everything had clicked, and there’s only half a dozen times in your career that happens. The ball was swinging, it was quick, and it was accurate, on the money every time.”

We sometimes speak of cricketers being in the “zone”, that place where batting or bowling becomes effortless, where mind and body operates in total harmony, where everything occurs as if in slow motion. It is a spell of total ease and clarity, where the usual anxieties disappear.

We see examples in other sports as well. Scientists have disputed the “hot hand” theory in basketball, whereby a shooter can’t seem to miss the basket, but many players and fans still swear by it. And recently there have been some other scientists who have suggested its existence. In baseball, we see it in pitchers raising their game to the point that batters can’t even touch them.

Basketball great Bill Russell describes being in the zone in Second Wind, his memoir: “It was almost as if we were playing in slow motion. During those spells I could almost sense how the next play would develop and where the next shot would be taken.”

Logically, we’d assume that the great players found themselves in that space more often than others. Brian Lara must have been there during his 277 in Sydney, his 213 in Jamaica, his 153 in Barbados, and, perhaps, during his two world-record innings in Antigua. Curtly Ambrose was certainly in the zone at Perth during his famous 7-1 spell and in Trinidad where he shot out England for 46. VVS Laxman played a number of superlative innings, his 281 against Australia at Eden Gardens, for example, could hardly have been bettered.

And yet, one need not be a great player to produce instances of greatness. During the West Indies’ 1992-93 tour of Australia, erstwhile West Indies coach, Phil Simmons, then a belligerent opening batsman, landed in the zone during a One-Day International against Pakistan in Sydney. Strangely, it was as a medium-paced bowler that he had his special moment. In his full allotment of 10 overs, eight of which were maidens, Simmons took four wickets for three runs. Every ball seemed to travel the exact path he intended. Batter the calibre of Javed Miandad, Salim Malik, and Inzamam ul Haq were befuddled by his accuracy and the seam and swing he garnered, while he outbowled Ambrose, Patrick Patterson and Kenny Benjamin, all with much bigger reputations as bowlers.

So impressive was Simmons’ display that the West Indies selectors thought he had suddenly become a world-class seamer and so picked him as one of four front-line bowlers for the Test match against Australia that soon followed. He was never able to replicate that kind of performance, of course. Hulk turned back into Bruce Banner. His performance was nothing he had planned for or visualised, and he could not reproduce it. He was as flabbergasted as everyone else as to how he came to bowl as he did. It left him as suddenly as it came.

One of former Australian captain Mark Taylor’s peak-performance experiences came upon him suddenly too. It came in Peshewar in 1998, where he made an unbeaten 334. He was horrendously out of form leading up to the game, he recalls in his book, Time To Declare, but as he got deep into his innings he knew he was in a special place: “I had now reached a point where I honestly didn’t believe I could get out. It just wasn’t a factor. It was bloody amazing. I had spent six months of my career in 1997 trying to work out how I was going to get a run…But in Peshewar, I knew exactly where they were going. Even though they had five men on the boundary, I could still picture myself hitting a four — and would do it.”

It is very unlikely that any player can put themselves in that place of optimal performance whenever they please. One difference, I suppose, between the greats and the ordinary players is that great players know how to better prepare themselves to enter that phase.

Players like Virat Kohli also seem able to reach that peak-performance level more frequently than most. In one 10-game spurt during the 2016 IPL, he ran up a staggering 778 runs, including four centuries and three half-centuries at an average of just over 93. That consistent level of performance was unheard of, especially since his golden run was accomplished in the format that requires batsmen to entertain a high-risk game — a game in which boundaries are the preferred and most important scoring options, in which defence is often frowned upon, in which the dot ball is sometimes an abomination. To have recorded that level of production over that period was simply extraordinary. He basically lived in the zone.

It is doubtful that there is a formula for unlocking the gateway that leads to the zone, but it’s probably not totally arbitrary either. Sportsmen might not be able to summon it as they please. Yet there may be ways — and different methods may relate to different individuals — to facilitate its arrival. That should be the aim of every performer.

Garfield Robinson is a Jamaican living in the US who writes on cricket for a few Indian and English publications. Send comments to the Jamaica Observer or garfield.v.robinson@gmail.com.