Dickie Bird was an institution within cricket, universally loved and respected, and instantly recognisable.
David Lloyd, born March 18, 1947, runs Dicky Bird close to top the list of curious English cricket characters. Arunabha Sengupta looks at a flipping interesting career.
Fazal Mahmood, Pakistan’s Brylcreem boy, was one of the foremost finest fast bowlers to emerge from the region. He is well-known for the role he played in helping Pakistan get to the Test level, and for his magnificent performances during the nation’s inaugural tours of India and England.
Chishty Mujahid is widely regarded as the grand old voice of Pakistani cricket, a legendary figure in Pakistani Cricket journalism and broadcasting whose name has become synonymous with Pakistani cricket’s best known triumphs.
It was August 4, 1975. The person was called Michael Angelow.
Alan Gibson was perhaps the most learned man ever to hold the microphone as a cricket broadcaster, someone who brought classical knowledge into his reporting. In the eighth part of the series on cricket commentators, Arunabha Sengupta looks back at the life and career of this man in whom flair and erudition forever battled with whimsy and the bottle.
A man who got the 1939 Wisden stamped as Not Subversive by the Japanese at a Prisoner of War camp, EW Swanton was one of the pioneering commentators and a regular member of the Test Match Special team.
John Arlott was a policeman, poet, wine-connoisseur, author, part time politician, anti-apartheid spokesperson and renowned host of dinner parties, all rolled into one.
By Venkataraman Ganesan In an era where quality of cricket commentary ranges from the mesmerising to the macabre (mostly the latter). In the following lines, I employ the hypothetical setting of Tendulkar executing a cover drive and then don the pseudo mantle of various living and dead commentators to describe the shot.
By Venkataraman Ganesan
In an era where quality of cricket commentary ranges from the mesmerising to the macabre (mostly the latter). In the following lines, I employ the hypothetical setting of Tendulkar executing a cover drive and then don the pseudo mantle of various living and dead commentators to describe the shot.
Way back every thing was driven by a fascinating gadget called a radio.