My Favourite Cricketer


The best-loved player
The best-loved player

The wristy little genius was also among the most universally adored of players

From fire to friendship
From fire to friendship

On facing one of the all-time great West Indian fast men and living to tell the tale

My own private legend
My own private legend

The greatest of fast bowlers, the nicest of men

Always the hero
Always the hero

Gloucestershire's folk hero embodied the dash and splendour of a more gracious age

Insouciant and insane
Insouciant and insane

The ball may have gone for six, it may have gone to hand - King Kris cared not a bit

The shy and retiring run machine
The shy and retiring run machine

Sure he may not have done full justice to his talent, but it is time now to celebrate his achievement, not missed opportunity

The vicar's son, the rebel and the poet
The vicar's son, the rebel and the poet

His style and charisma were natural and irresistible to a ten-year-old back in the 1960s

My dazzling mate
My dazzling mate

His heart-on-sleeve heroics and full-on friendship made this Yorkshire trier easy to love

The inimitable
The inimitable

If you were a schoolboy in Gloucestershire in the 1970s, there was no question who you wanted to be

Model keeper
Model keeper

The long and short of Middlesex's John Murray was elegance in all he did with gloves or bat - and he could have done more for England

Hit machine
Hit machine

A dashing, attacking batsman, he kept New Zealand cricket shining through its dark days

The inscrutable craftsman
The inscrutable craftsman

Artless yet artful, no cricketer so teased and confused the senses

After him, the deluge
After him, the deluge

He was often New Zealand's bulwark against disaster. He still could be

The manic mercenary
The manic mercenary

Reckless but not selfless, "Woody" brought a fevered edge to the game

Big bounce, big laughs, Big Bird
Big bounce, big laughs, Big Bird

A killer with the ball in hand, geniality itself off the pitch

Robust, ruthless, riveting
Robust, ruthless, riveting

Few bat with his sense of abandon and certainty, or his way of reducing cricket to its essentials

Blithe spirit
Blithe spirit

All dash and flash, Victor Trumper exemplified the freedoms of a more romantic age

A god, a mortal
A god, a mortal

He bats like a divine, and sins like the rest of us. You've just got to love Brian Lara

The year of living dangerously
The year of living dangerously

They bounced him, he hooked them. In the background, a radio played. It was the summer of 1983

A man undefeated
A man undefeated

A working man without ego or vanity, Harold Larwood, having beaten the Australians, went and joined them