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?I feel this fella is playing much the same way that I used to play.? With these words Don Bradman smeared the young Sachin Tendulkar as his heir specious and legitimized appraisals between the two. However as Tendulkar enters the equinox of his career many of the resemblances appear to have pale. Most apparently, like each other batsman who has performed international cricket, his test match average of 55.44 pales next to the notorious 99.94. Beyond statistics the two are unique cricketers and characters; whereas the Don was a logical flutter of runs, Sachin builds glorious works of art and where Bradman was often a discordant figure in a rigid dressing room, Tendulkar is cherished by all.
No, a better appraisal with the Little Master is the original Master himself, Jack Hobbs. Beyond the indisputable greatness of both men?s batting their bequest is their endurance. One is perpetually approaching the most modern of batting milestones, a hundred international centuries, while the other set the indomitable record of 199 first-class centuries (or 197, depending on which statisticians you prefer to follow).
A whole origination, me included, has not known cricket without Hobbs and Tendulkar. My first memory of Tendulkar is that magnificent catch running in from long off in 1990. The same was the case for a erstwhile initiation with Hobbs, whose thirty yanks career destined that many cricketers played beside or against their childhood icon. Such was Gover?s regard of the extreme man that Hobbs had to tell Gover to call him Jack instead of sir after they had been performing in the same side for two years.
Hobbs was in various ways the opposite of Bradman. Batting for him was an appearance of joy rather than a ruthless accretion of runs. Stories thrive of him on purpose of losing his wicket once the game was in the carrier or after reaching a century, which is demonstrated by the 51 stages he was dismissed between 100 and 110 runs. In the modern game such uncompetitive impulses are extraordinary but anyone who has seen a fantastic Tendulkar innings has observed a work of exalted art far beyond scorecards or statistics. Like Hobbs, his batting is idiom of everything we love about cricket.
Tendulkar and Hobbs came from very different backdrops. Working class Britain might perceive themselves in Hobbs, eldest of twelve children and born in frank shortage, and who ran himself at all times with self-possessed worth. Not for him the mounting of social snags or the demanding of class covenant, just in Pat Murphy?s words ?an average, decent man of perfect skills.? Tendulkar?s career has corresponded with the commercial growth of India and through the past two epochs he has shown a communal and economic path for the new middle class. Respectable rather than trashy, always cultured and humble,yet able and prepared to become ironic beyond the vision of his genealogy, Tendulkar, like Hobbs, provides for his nation.
Despite a natural timidity the two experts both adapted to the force of national expectation to not only produce remarkable performances but become beloved figures. I have not heard one discouraging story about either Hobbs or Tendulkar, with generation and fans alike aggregate in their fervour. Tendulkar, who has now gone the best part of a year with his hundredth international hundred, has skilled the frantic belief of a billion people through his career. He might across and take comfort from the activities of original Master. Dozens more Tendulkar centuries; now that is a consideration to panic bowlers around the world.
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?I feel this fella is playing much the same way that I used to play.? With these words Don Bradman smeared the young Sachin Tendulkar as his heir specious and legitimized appraisals between the two. However as Tendulkar enters the equinox of his career many of the resemblances appear to have pale. Most apparently, like each other batsman who has performed international cricket, his test match average of 55.44 pales next to the notorious 99.94. Beyond statistics the two are unique cricketers and characters; whereas the Don was a logical flutter of runs, Sachin builds glorious works of art and where Bradman was often a discordant figure in a rigid dressing room, Tendulkar is cherished by all.
No, a better appraisal with the Little Master is the original Master himself, Jack Hobbs. Beyond the indisputable greatness of both men?s batting their bequest is their endurance. One is perpetually approaching the most modern of batting milestones, a hundred international centuries, while the other set the indomitable record of 199 first-class centuries (or 197, depending on which statisticians you prefer to follow).
A whole origination, me included, has not known cricket without Hobbs and Tendulkar. My first memory of Tendulkar is that magnificent catch running in from long off in 1990. The same was the case for a erstwhile initiation with Hobbs, whose thirty yanks career destined that many cricketers played beside or against their childhood icon. Such was Gover?s regard of the extreme man that Hobbs had to tell Gover to call him Jack instead of sir after they had been performing in the same side for two years.
Hobbs was in various ways the opposite of Bradman. Batting for him was an appearance of joy rather than a ruthless accretion of runs. Stories thrive of him on purpose of losing his wicket once the game was in the carrier or after reaching a century, which is demonstrated by the 51 stages he was dismissed between 100 and 110 runs. In the modern game such uncompetitive impulses are extraordinary but anyone who has seen a fantastic Tendulkar innings has observed a work of exalted art far beyond scorecards or statistics. Like Hobbs, his batting is idiom of everything we love about cricket.
Tendulkar and Hobbs came from very different backdrops. Working class Britain might perceive themselves in Hobbs, eldest of twelve children and born in frank shortage, and who ran himself at all times with self-possessed worth. Not for him the mounting of social snags or the demanding of class covenant, just in Pat Murphy?s words ?an average, decent man of perfect skills.? Tendulkar?s career has corresponded with the commercial growth of India and through the past two epochs he has shown a communal and economic path for the new middle class. Respectable rather than trashy, always cultured and humble,yet able and prepared to become ironic beyond the vision of his genealogy, Tendulkar, like Hobbs, provides for his nation.
Despite a natural timidity the two experts both adapted to the force of national expectation to not only produce remarkable performances but become beloved figures. I have not heard one discouraging story about either Hobbs or Tendulkar, with generation and fans alike aggregate in their fervour. Tendulkar, who has now gone the best part of a year with his hundredth international hundred, has skilled the frantic belief of a billion people through his career. He might across and take comfort from the activities of original Master. Dozens more Tendulkar centuries; now that is a consideration to panic bowlers around the world.
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