Wonderful interview at the ESPNCricinfo site – with Peter Pollock. read it here.
I can honestly say that I could never give back to cricket what it gave to me. And it was not money at all. A platform, what it has done for Graeme and I and Shaun, you can’t get it anywhere. Money can’t buy that.
There was a superb article a long while back about Peter Wight at Cricinfo.
Well worth a read. Here is the link. excerpts:
Only Harold Gimblett has scored more first-class runs for Somerset.
He had grown up in British Guiana, his family a mix of Scottish and Portuguese …… He came to England on a cargo boat in 1951, a 20-year-old shivering in his tropical clothes and shocked by the rationing and outdoor toilets. “I came to learn engineering, not to play cricket.”
He was the first to 2,000 runs in the summer of 1960, he reached 2,000 again in 1962 but in 1965, after a poor season, Somerset released him and he went on to the umpires’ list, where he stayed for 30 summers.
In all first-class cricket in the UK since the War nobody – as player and umpire – has taken part in more matches. Yet he never stood in a Test. “I’ve never been at an international match in my life,” he says.
Here’s the article. And below’s the quote.
“Since I got my first contract in 2003, I haven’t taken any money to play for my club. I haven’t taken any of the prize money from the domestic championships. I haven’t taken any money to play in the provincials or any prize money. I’ve always redistributed that money either to the side, or in the case of my club, to the workers at the club, because I think as a matter of principle; because I hold a national contract, I shouldn’t charge for playing first-class cricket in Sri Lanka. “
Gideon Haigh is a magician, if for nothing else (and there are lots and lots else), just for the below paragraph (Article here – cricinfo)
Remember? Botham, Imran, Hadlee: all fierce rivals. You could imagine them in a western saloon. Botham would be the one chesting open the swing doors and shouting the bar, Imran the one comfortably encircled by comely belles in crinoline, Hadlee the one staring fixedly at his ice water. But that Injun, Kapil – he held aloof. He had the liveliest and least imitable action of all, a skipping, bounding run of gathering energy, and a delivery stride perfectly side-on but exploding at all angles, wrists uncoiling, arms elasticising, eyes afire. Which was part of his significance. No fast bowlers in India? Kapil could have hailed from no other country.
Gideon Haigh on The Australian. Link here — hate the name of the piece BTW. Excerpt below.
IT was Eric Von Stroheim whom they dubbed “the man you love to hate”.
This Ashes has outdone Hollywood in providing two, and today at Chester-le-Street was their day: David Warner and Stuart Broad, cricketers who fit right into an Ashes panto pantheon, perfect bait for boos.
Super logical post here, at ESPNcricinfo, about Glenn McGrath being quicker than the 130-something-ish KMPH he was supposed to be.
But just because the speed gun cannot measure nip does not mean humans don’t perceive it. Plenty of batsmen would attest to the fact that they perceived McGrath’s nip all right, even if it didn’t register on the speed gun. So now we know that McGrath was indeed fast, just not in a way that could be measured by a speed gun. This also explains why bouncers are usually slower on the speed gun compared to other types of deliveries covering less ground vertically.