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Patrick Eagar: cricket's visual poet

Samir Chopra
Eagar captures Roy Fredericks falling on his stumps after hooking Dennis Lillee for a six  © Patrick Eagar
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Adulthood is accurately described as that period of your life when you find out most of your dreams will not come true: you will not find the perfect partner, the perfect job, or the secret to everlasting happiness. It's when most people will find out that their life is pretty humdrum and ordinary, marked by the absence of anything truly exceptional. (Old age is when you reconcile yourself to these disappointments.)

Notice I said "most" and not "all", for adult life is also that period when we discover, much to our unbridled glee, if our attitude is right, that we have lived through some experiences that in our childhood would have seemed like unrestrained fantasies.

I write these words because a few years ago, thanks to the marvels of the internet and the used-books clearing houses that may be found on it, I now own eight book-sized collections of Patrick Eagar's work, each bursting to the seams with gorgeous black-and-white and colour photographs, each picture capturing in Eagar's trademark style, a moment of cricketing excellence, wretchedness, despair, or triumph. (The books cover the 1981, 1982-83, 1985, 1989 and 2005 Ashes; the 1982 and 1988 English summers, with India and Pakistan and West Indies as tourists; one is devoted to Ian Botham.)

Like most cricket fans who came of age in the seventies and eighties, the most dramatic images I associated with cricket were Eagar's; indeed, it is no exaggeration to say that if my imagination ran wild over cricketing fields far away, it was fuelled in ample measure by the images that had been sent my way by Eagar's cameras. His photographs appeared in magazines, books, Wisdens. They were ubiquitous without being run of the mill. Chances were in those days that if you had a memorable freeze frame of cricket endlessly replaying in your head, it was most likely one captured by Eagar. The West Indies tour of England in 1976 remains iconic - in the truest sense of the word - because the images associated with it are; and they are Patrick Eagar's.

Every age has its scribes and poets and artists, those whose words and pictures capture its moments and freeze them in time for us, constructing a distinct portrayal of its peoples and events. Eagar was cricket's from the seventies onwards.

A good photographer is a technician and artist combined. He brings technical expertise to a domain where an artist's eye is required, and marries the two with a distinctive style. Eagar's work, especially his black-and-white work, was always recognisable. Perhaps it was an idiosyncratic combination of film and filter and exposure timings that did it, but more likely it was because he was a cricket fan, one who knew what he was looking at and what he wanted to see captured on film.

As a schoolboy with a limited allowance, one whose access to cricket books came from libraries, my ownership of Eagar's photographs was limited to those reproduced in Indian sports magazines. Sometimes I got lucky; an entire set would be reproduced and I would run home with my purchase to pore over them at leisure. Sometimes I would find out that Eagar had covered a tour - like India's visit to Pakistan in 1977-78 - for which I thought I had already seen all available photographs; the delight this discovery created can scarcely be imagined.

In those days, on more than one occasion, I would find myself thinking, "Imagine owning a whole book of his photographs. Just imagine." It seemed so outlandish, so outré. An entire book of Eagar photographs? Where would I get one? How would I afford it? Were such things even possible? Could a boy ever be so happy?

Now I don't have to daydream any more. They sit, eight of them, on my shelves, still repaying repeated perusal.

Samir Chopra lives in Brooklyn and teaches Philosophy at the City University of New York. He tweets here

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Keywords: Cricket books, Photography

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Posted by   on (June 13, 2013, 23:52 GMT)

Reminds me of one favourite pastime of young boys in the fifties: collect cricket photographs. The exchange activity was almost as furious as that of a modern share market. The biggest source of "valuable" photographs in India was the Illustrated Weekly of India, published by the Times of India group.

Posted by   on (June 12, 2013, 18:48 GMT)

He was my favourite photographer.The Cricketer monthly would always have some great photos from him.

Posted by krishna_j on (June 12, 2013, 15:05 GMT)

his best is An Eye for Cricket - i can also point you to a website which has many photos for sale as well - but a very good piece and appreciation of this lost art - also remember Ken Kelly and Adrian Murrell -have their books as well

Posted by   on (June 12, 2013, 5:36 GMT)

Thanks for the nostalgia, Samir. Patrick Eagar and Getty images is the only thing that we used to see on almost every picture in SportStars and SportWorld in India during 80s and early 90s. I remember Cricinfo had another article on him a year back or so. He has a pretty decent website now.

Posted by   on (June 11, 2013, 11:44 GMT)

Thanks Samir for an article on one of the greatest cricket photographer. I join Ravi as well in saluting the master photographer. As soon as I saw the title, the picture that immediately crossed my mind was that of Solkar catching Alan Knott of Chandra's bowling. Patrick Eager was to cricket photography what John Arlott, CMJ & Tony Cozier was to 'Test match special' commentary on BBC radio and Alan McGilvary on ABC. I used to listen to the commentaries of these greats and the present day live telecasts in HD, still does not provide the joy and imagination they could create upon our minds

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Samir Chopra
Samir Chopra lives in Brooklyn and teaches Philosophy at the City University of New York. He runs the blogs at samirchopra.com and Eye on Cricket. His book on the changing face of modern cricket, Brave New Pitch: The Evolution of Modern Cricket has been published by HarperCollins. Before The Cordon, he blogged on The Pitch and Different Strokes on ESPNcricinfo. @EyeonthePitch

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