New Zealand, To Its Eternal Credit, Exemplifies The Decency & Dignity I Ascribe To Cricket Playing Nations.
Cricket civilizes you. Plain and simple. Sportsmanship is paramount in cricket. Hence, the above expression: “It isn’t cricket”.
So, I, who watch cricket, on a large screen TV, nearly every day, and have been a fanatic all my life, strongly believe that cricket playing nations tend to be more decnet than those that don’t play cricket.
By ‘cricket playing nations’ I am referring to the 12 countries permitted to play 5-Day International Test Matches. Yes, cricket at the highest level, is played between countries and a match can last up to 5-days — and still end in a draw. That is the beauty & charm. That is what civilizes you. No crash, bangk, wallop. Very dignified.
Right now there are 11 countries that are Test nations: India, Australia, South Africa, New Zealand, England, Zimbabwe, Afghanistan, Ireland, Sri Lanka, Pakistan and Bangladesh. The ‘West Indies‘ also play Test cricket but they are a conglomeration of small states that come together to play cricket. 105-countries, worldwide, play cricket. But, I am talking just about the 11 Test playing countries — New Zealand one of them.
I am so proud of New Zealand. Way to go. Obviously, it would have been better if this unfortunate incident never happened, but NZ showed us how to rise above and prevail.
And their 38-year old Prime Minister, Jacinda Ardern. WOW. WOW. WOW. What class. What courage. She is exemplary.
I have thought about immigrating to New Zealand! I, however, have never been. Not even close. I also don’t have any NZ friends. Dealt with a fe, but I can’t say I interact with any Kiwanis right now. My loss.
One of my all time heroes, Edmund Hillary, is a New Zealander.
I know NZ from all the cricket I watch — and some rugby. I count Richard Hadlee, Glenn Turner, Bev Congdon, Ross Taylor et. al. among my favorites. Bev Congdon made my Summer of 1973!
So, I have always had an affinity with dear Ol’ New Zealand — a British Commonwealth member no less.
How they have behaved and prevailed over the last few days has been brilliant. So, inspirational.
Thank YOU, New Zealand.
Thank YOU, Jacinda Ardern.
Radio Ceylon: The Radio Station Sir Edmund Hillary Listened To While Making The 1st Known Successful Summit Of Mt. Everest.
.by Anura Guruge
This is a precursor article to one that I want to write on Ceylon (Sri Lanka) Independence Day on February 4.
Radio Ceylon, originally known as Colombo Radio, is the oldest radio station in Asia.
It was started on an experimental basis, within the Telegraph Department, in 1923.
The original transmitting equipment came from a captured German submarine.
The 1923 inception puts it just 3 years behind the start of radio broadcasting in Europe!
As the above images attest, it claimed to be the most powerful Commercial Radio Station in Asia.
My goal here is just to provide a head’s up on this historic radio station, the only one that I had access to until I got my hands on a shortwave radio when I was about 8.
Over the last few years I have met two young Americans, both with degrees, that had spent 3 months or more in New Zealand, one of them a member of the U.S. Ski Team had gone there to ski. I had asked both of them as to who was the most famous New Zealander. Neither could give me a name. That surprised me. They had never heard of Sir Edmund Hillary, though as far as I know he still appears on their $5 bill. I would have also accepted Richard Hadlee, Glenn Turner or Bev Congdon.
Edmund Hillary, on May 29, 1953, became the first CONFIRMED person to reach the summit of Mt. Everest, with and Tenzing Norgay (as he has later stated) a few steps behind. The reason that the first ‘confirmed’ has to be used is that it is possible that the British George Mallory and Andrew Irvine, who both perished on the mountain in 1934 trying to summit, might have succeeded individually or together before their deaths. Edmund and Tenzing were well aware of it and it has never been an issue.
In my mid-20s, i.e., mid-1970s, I was totally fascinated by Mt. Everest. My father tells me that I have seen it, from the air, in 1956 when he took us all on an extended jaunt around India. But, I was only 3. I do remember getting on the first plane from Colombo to India. It is my first real memory. I remember bits, but not Mt. Everest (assuming we actually went that far North, i.e., to the Nepal border). I think I have read every major book, written in English, about Everest. I still have a few Everest books, three of which, one by Edmund, the other by the team leader Colonel Hunt and another about Tenzing, are quite old, and I assume are rare by now.
In my readings I remember reading that Edmund listened to Radio Ceylon while he was camping, atop the mountain, close to the summit. I wanted to make sure I captured that. But, I didn’t have to worry. Somebody else had also made sure that it would be captured and stored on the Web for posterity.
So I can conclude this post. I will refer to it, with luck, in the next few days.
by Anura Guruge
As far as I can remember, all my life, I have been cricket MAD. It is still the abiding passion of my life, a just very few things getting precedence over my addiction to cricket. As a boy growing up in Ceylon I played some form of cricket everyday; if it was raining making do in our garage. My desire to study and analyze subjects in depth, to be a ‘guru’ on a subject, started with cricket. I would study the science of cricket for hours on end. I was good at reading games. Yes, I played, never that well BUT always memorably to all concerned. Yes, people would come to watch me, at all levels, just for the sheer entertainment value I would provide. Nobody, especially me, would be sure what I would do, but invariably there would be a flash of genius followed by long periods of ignominy. But, those flashes, though always fleeting, amused people. I played with gusto. All heart. No discipline. Non-stop action. I watched a LOT of cricket too. I was a member of ‘Hampshire Cricket Club’ and ‘Middlesex Cricket Club’ and was a regular fixture in the Grandstands at most home games.
I saw, in person, all of the GREAT players on the 1970s and 1980s; Barry Richards, Imran Kahn, Mike Proctor, Richard Hadlee, Andy Roberts, Viv Richards, Gordon Greenidge and all the British players. I ‘knew’ many of them from all the times we would be at the same place at the same time. I was there in Southampton the day a 19 year old Malcolm Marshall made his debut on a cold, April day. He bowled terribly and dropped a catch. Me, from my customary perch in the Stands, shouted out: ‘give him a bucket’. I cried when he died.
My son’s middle name is ‘Gordon’, after Gordon Greenidge. I was blessed to see a LOT of Gordon, both for Hampshire and the West Indies. Given that Gordon, Andy and Malcolm, all played for Hampshire (to which I belonged) and Viv played for Somerset (which was my 2nd home in those days), I was a HUGE West Indies fan.
Yes, I was there in 1979 when they won the World Cup.
That very, very briefly was a BIT about me and cricket before I moved to the States in 1985. During the first 10 years I still followed cricket quite a bit. I used to have the London ‘Sunday Times’ air mailed to me. I used to also get both cricket magazines from the U.K. delivered. Plus, I used to go back. During my first two years I used to fly back for weekends — and get a day of watching cricket in, at Lord’s, on Saturday! Fly out Friday night, fly back Sunday afternoon. back at work Monday morning.
Two years ago, I ditched Metrocast and got DISH. DISH offered 3-channels of 24×7 cricket for $20/month. Since this is my only indulgence is life, I rationalized that I can afford it. So, I have the DISH cricket package.
When I first subscribed, DISH did not bother to maintain the Program Guide for those 3 networks; i.e., you had no idea what was going to be shown. All that the ONLINE program guide would say was: cricket, cricket, cricket …
Took me 3 months to get that FIXED. They just could not understand. I had to keep on explaining that it would be like subscribing to HBO and having the guide just say: movie, movie, movie …
I did chronicle my woes … here. Check it out.
So we now come to the ICC World Twenty20 2012 T20 world cup that was held in Sri Lanka (the country of my birth) from September 18 to October 7, 2012.
Willow, Ten Cricket nor NEO Cricket had coverage of it.
The bloody ICC had sold the U.S. and Caribbean rights to SBOs at ESPN. What the heck do the clowns at ESPN no about cricket. Cricket is way, way too subtle and cerebral for those that can only appreciate crash-AD-bang-AD-wallop-AD sports.
I can’t find any bloody TV coverage of the T20 World Cup by ESPN. I don’t want to watch it on my PC. Yes, I have a 27″ HD screen, and yes it looks good, BUT I have a 47″ HD screen and that is where I want to watch the cricket — FULL SCREEN.