Friday, 9 March 2012
This isn't about music. But then, to paraphrase CLR James, what do they know of music who only music know? And that brings me neatly to the actual topic of this post. Cricket. We're fans of cricket here, and always have been. It seems to me that cricket speaks to the artistic soul in a way that other sports can never do. Perhaps it is the pace of the game, contemplative and thoughtful where rugby and football are aggressive and adrenal. Anyway, that pace has never been better personified by one player than by the Indian batsman Rahul Dravid. A careful accumulator of runs, The Wall was the implacable pragmatist of a sumptuous Indian middle order, surrounded by the dash and verve of Sachin and Sourav and the muscular hitting of Sehwag. Dravid announced his retirement today, leaving behind the small matter of 13,288 test runs, putting him second on the all-time list behind Tendulkar, so here's to The Wall.
No Pink Floyd here, please..