This reminds me of another fascinating player Chuck Fleetwood Smith. Is there a recent biopic? I remember reading a fascinating article about his life 30 odd years ago.
The CFS biography was called Wayward Genius, by the late Greg Growden whose day job was reporting on rugby, around that time. It was good enough not to need updating.
For such an amazing end to a cricket game, there didn’t seem to be as much celebration and desolation as I would have imagined from each team. I can only assume it was not in Australia, because there is no way that such a result would have provided a subdued response. Or maybe people are just nicer to each other these days.
So two books about quirky Australian cricketers with full and normal lives, from the turn of the last century, NOT written by Max Bonnell. Which current cricketers will elicit similar interest in another century?
Update: just to prove Cricket Et Al's deep rootedness in cricket, our own Sam Perry is the great grand nephew of Bert Folkard. Strange but true!
That face of Bert Folkards- boy oh boy
That’s my great grand uncle you’re talking about Jan! Agree though 🤣 - Sam
Sorry Sam - I knew after I posted I was putting my foot in it - - mea maxima culpa 🙏- will be more careful in future
For those whose music tastes tend heavier, the Hobart death metal band Psycroptic also recently filmed a clip at the Stick Shed: https://youtu.be/UTKfP292mXA?si=UKu_JCsQlVaLuIvV
Oh, that is special! Thanks a lot, Peter.
That Surrey match - number 10 in, hasn’t faced a ball, on strike with 2 balls left, 13 to win, blocks the first one, and wins it! Cracking stuff…
This reminds me of another fascinating player Chuck Fleetwood Smith. Is there a recent biopic? I remember reading a fascinating article about his life 30 odd years ago.
The CFS biography was called Wayward Genius, by the late Greg Growden whose day job was reporting on rugby, around that time. It was good enough not to need updating.
I think then that I must have read it - published in the 90s? Now I recall photo pages with him in London looking like a matinee idol
For such an amazing end to a cricket game, there didn’t seem to be as much celebration and desolation as I would have imagined from each team. I can only assume it was not in Australia, because there is no way that such a result would have provided a subdued response. Or maybe people are just nicer to each other these days.
So two books about quirky Australian cricketers with full and normal lives, from the turn of the last century, NOT written by Max Bonnell. Which current cricketers will elicit similar interest in another century?
Very good question, Chuck. My pick is Ed Cowan, where cricket will form just a chapter of his life as Australia's Warren Buffett.
Say it ain't so Bill. Surely the Phantom wasn't a Freemason?