My review on this book by Steve Waugh— quite amazing actually! Without being biased (since I am a Steve Waugh fan and have the greatest respect for the guy), it is an interesting read into his life as a cricketer and a person — a husband, a father, a friend, a brother, a son.
While he does have connections with India which he has written about a bit (Udayan, a home for girls with leprosy, for those who are unaware), I also realised that I have connections with him! Hehe…it’s not just that I’m in Sydney…but…I’m living in the suburb next to where he spent his childhood. I’ve never had a high opinion of these suburbs in Bankstown but they went up in my estimation now that I know Steve Waugh spent a great portion of his life here. I think that’s something considering this is the first cricketer I liked since I watched the game and that never ended even though he’s retired!
He’s written about how difficult it was to inform a team-mate who was also a friend that he had been dropped. I think I could understand his predicament in that when you are in a position where you are a sort of mediator between individuals who are your friends and a higher authority (like managers), you have to in many cases do what the management tells you. In doing so, you risk a barrier in the friendship. On the other hand, if you piss of management for the sake of friends, well — good-bye job!!!
I think Tugga was one of the biggest reasons the Aussie team is what it is today. He in many ways made the guys believe in themselves and these were the guys handed on to Ricky Ponting. I’d hate to see the current Aussie team retire (Gilly, McGrath, Marto, Langer, Hayden) and I can only wonder about how competetive they will still be. Of course, on the bright side, they will hopefully still have Punter, Clarkey, Lee, Hussey and some of the other guys.
Anyway, once again, I’d recommend Steve Waugh’s book to cricket lovers — which I guess means none of my friends !!!
Till next time,