Frank Keating

The very good old days

Barbados promises a hectic carnival jump-up this weekend in celebration of Sir Gary Sobers’s 70th birthday

issue 29 July 2006

Barbados promises a hectic carnival jump-up this weekend in celebration of Sir Gary Sobers’s 70th birthday. I trust the island takes it easy on the literal backslapping of their favourite son. When the Queen knighted him at Bridgetown racecourse that heady day in 1975, the jubilations became too hearty even for the convivial new knight himself, so with the fireworks popping and the calypsos hammering on, the good fellow himself had to steal away unnoticed and duck for sanctuary into a dingy sidestreet bar. Outside, the celebrating son et lumière still raged but inside, nursing a beer, was just one Brit codger, alone on his winter break. Adjusting his eyes to the light, Gary recognised him. It was gnarled old trouper and English county umpire Tom Spencer. Oblivious of both the day and the din outside, matter-of-fact Tom greeted the cricketer, ‘’Ello, Gary lad, what are you doin’ w’ y’self these days?’
Sir Gary will chuckle as he remembers that this weekend. Of course, there are anniversaries wherever you care to look, aren’t there? For instance, Sobers’s three-score and 10 yesterday means he was just two days past his bonny 30th when England’s footballers won their only World Cup final, at Wembley. From sublime to whimsical as well, because cricket’s current Test match at Old Trafford marks the 40th anniversary of the very first entry in BBC Radio’s scorebook at the 1966 Manchester Test by ‘bearded wonder’ boffin Bill Frindall — when he inked into the legend in his (still) peerlessly legible hand: ‘McMorris c Russell b Higgs 11 (as it happens, it was to be all of 24 hours later until he could log ‘Sobers c Cowdrey b Titmus 161’).
Come to think of it, how many of the throng at Old Trafford this weekend were also there half a century ago in 1956 when upright, studious and scrupulous spin bowler, nice Jim Laker, took nine Australian first innings wickets (30 July) and then, outrageously, all 10 in the second (31 July) while his fuming compatriot at the other end, the indignantly combative and livid Tony Lock, took just a single one? Not too many, I fancy.

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