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Posted: Sun Dec 26th, 2004 11:23 pm |
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Rohan Babulall Kanhai was born on Boxing day 69 years ago
During his entire career, it didn't matter whether Kanhai made 5 or 25 or 55 or 105, he always looked like a great batsman.
Kanhai was the most technically correct and technically efficient batsman to have played for the West Indies. He could play against any bowler, in any condition, anywhere in the world---he had all the shots in the book and some of his own.
It's a huge surprise that Kanhai ended his career averaging only 47, although at the vaunted #3 position where he played most of his innings he did average 50+.
Kanhai was not interested in statistics. What drove him was the contest. He relished a challenge. He went after bowlers mercilessly. The great English fast bowler Freddie Trueman once said that the batsman he was most fearful off was Kanhai----Kanhai he said dispatched some of his best balls to the boundary---he did dismiss Kanhai more than any other batsman---9 times---but he feared Kanhai the most. That speaks volumes about the ferocity of Kanhai as a batsman.
The only other WI batsman who drove fear in opposing bowlers was the great Viv Richards.
Kanhai and Richards---the two best batsmen to have ever played for the West Indies.
Happy Birthday Rohan!!!!
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 01:42 am |
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Big regret that I only saw Kanhai bat once, and he made only 25.
But even being a small-boy, I can remember the great anticipation when he walked out of the Bourda pavilion.
I think only Richards has matched that atmosphere, at the start of an innings.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 01:57 am |
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There was always a tension of expectation when batsmen like Kanhai and Richards walked to the wicket---regardless of who the bowler was---you had a feeling it was going to be war!!!!
When batsmen like Lara walk to the wicket against a McGrath or Akram or Donald or Younis----there is no tension of expectation----you just hope he will survive until the 2nd string bowlers come on. That's when the murderation begins.
Do you folks now see why Viv and Kanhai were the best the WI produced ? They went after the best bowlers!!!!!!
BTW, that test in which Kanhai made 25 was also my first---Day 1
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Are you talking of this game?
I was there too and like you was very sad to see Kanhain go to one that kept low.
West Indies 2nd innings R M 4 6
RC Fredericks c Marsh b Hammond 6 28 0 0
GA Greenidge b Hammond 24 90 4 0
AI Kallicharran c Walker b Hammond 8 30 1 0
CH Lloyd c Marsh b Hammond 3 20 0 0
*RB Kanhai lbw b Walker 23 74 3 0
CA Davis c Marsh b Walker 16 53 1 0
+DL Murray c Marsh b Walker 3 24 0 0
KD Boyce c GS Chappell b Walters 10 20 1 0
ET Willett not out 3 31 0 0
VA Holder b Walters 3 9 0 0
LR Gibbs b Walker 7 16 0 0
Extras (lb 3) 3
Total (all out, 52.3 overs) 109
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 02:04 am |
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Kaka..............not that day........that was the last day of the Australia test in 1973.
I mean the India test of 1971.............VP was there as well..........both of our first test matches.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 02:16 am |
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BTW......that day in 1973 was the fatal day when Max "Tanglefoot" Walker demolished the Windies batting on the 5th day and sent Guyana and the whole West Indies into shock.
No-one expected what transpired on that day.
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Yes. I remember that game so well. Here are a few take aways from that game:
- Burnham Magic dropping a simple catch - running from mid on towards a "short long on". People booed
- Kalli hooking and getting caught at deep square leg
- Kanha going down
You and VP know each other since then. VP lived close to where I was in Prashad Nagar. Mi pelt couple egg on his house because of his lawlessness
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 02:32 am |
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Yeah.............I wasn't there on Day 5 after having seen Days 1 and 2.
Big disappointment when Kalli failed in the first innings. And I can remember the Guyana Graphic sportswriter comment on his second innings "Kallicharran hooking as if he wanted to go to Mars" !
Kanhai got an unplayable creeper in the second innings.
Max Walker and Jeff Hammond................!!
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 02:35 am |
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Back to Kanhai..........in the 1975 World Cup Final, Rod Marsh watching Kanhai and Lloyd in a fighting partnership, turns to Ian Chappell at first slip and says " Mate...this guy has still got it at 40 !"
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Yes Kanhai was a genius and he did well against Aus. Remember he played for Tasmania?
Do you remember Abdool's Insurance Company on Main St. G/T? Mr. Abdool moved to Jamaica and set up business there. Kanhai was a frequent guest of the Abdool's in JA. My extended family is tight with the Abdool's so I have come to hear some good stories from the Babulall.
My is a great Kanhai fan. He claims he met Kanhai personally on 23 ocassions. One line I remember " kanhai hit 42 fours in 256. Sobers hit 38 fours in 365". The message was about strokeplaying.
Happy Birthday to Mr. Kanhai.
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Here is an article that i have saved in honor of the Babulall
Kanhai deprived the connoisseur from enjoying his cricket in peace
Eden Gardens: Calcutta, India
"THE MAGNIFICIENT EDEN GARDENS"
"The Magic Of Eden Gardens" - Raju Mukerji (Sportstar, 13th Nov, 1993) The portrait of Indian cricket was indelibly etched by the early English expatriates. That was 200 years ago, when in a pioneering zeal they banded together to form the Calcutta Cricket Club. In its edition of February 23, 1792, the Madras Courier reported that a cricket match was played of Englishmen residing in the districts of Barrackpore and Dum Dum.
With the year 1792 recognized by Wisden cricket almanack, Calcutta Cricket Club has come to acquire the reputation of being the oldest surviving cricket club outside the British Isles. Thus it stands established that organized cricket in India began at Calcutta.
This particular cricket match was in all likelihood played on the "maidan" opposite the Raj Bhavan. The assumption is based on the reason that a scorecard of another match played in January, 1804, survives to convey to us that teams representing Old Etonians and Calcutta Cricket Club duelled on this hallowed plot. However, the blessed land was not the final refuge of the CCC. The club ground was shifted around in the neighborhood commons until it finally dropped anchor at the present site of Eden Gardens in 1864.
Legend has it that the parkland originally belonged to Rani Rashmoni from whom it passed on to the hands of the Maharaja of Cooch Behar. Another version tells us that it was an extension of the neighbourhood commons known as the 'maidan'. Whatever be the myth, we can safely surmise that the estate was in the possession of the Governor General, Lord Auckland; and that two of the family members - the Eden sisters - nursed and nurtured the huge area into a beautiful parkland. In time, the garden was "...gifted to the citizens of Calcutta for recreation and enjoy- ment." And, most appropriately, the name "Eden" stuck to provide the cricket lovers with the pleasures of the lost world. Today, of course, only a truncated version remains. The huge Eden Gardens campus must be among the biggest in the world of cricket. It envelops apart from the cricket ground, an indoor cricket stadium, two indoor sports complexes and the All India Radio building. The area is ample enough to include a park, a pond and a pagoda.
Eden Gardens has an exclusiveness of its own. Ethereal and elusive the enduring charm of Eden Gardens has lent an aura of its own on cricketers past and present, young and old, competitive and friendly. Endearing and enchanting, the emerald green carpet and the earnest crowd have held tough men in flannels spellbound.
Charlie Griffith, as macho as they come, ran with tears streaming down, thinking that the crowd was after him to avenge Nari Contractor's injury! Actually, the crowd was trying to escort him to the Grand Hotel as riots and flames broke out on that fateful New Year's day in 1967. Cynical cricketers have left Eden with egos shattered. If Phil Edmonds thought that by reading a newspaper while fielding he was doing something novel by way of instigation, he was sadly mistaken. For the Garden' crowd merely reminded him that he was not the first to do so. Mike Gatting faced jeers as he vainly tried a 'reverse sweep'. As did Bill Lawry when he hit a stationary ball that had slipped out of Rusi Surti's hands.
Yet the same Gardens' crowd warmed up to the appeal of Tony Greig. As the huge frame of Greig went down on its knees and folded hands, the gesture moved each and every one present. The bugle calls the "kasor ghonta" rattles and the "Baba Taraknath..." chorus rising to a crescendo went mum to show mercy where mercy was asked for. When the gentleman-cricketer, Majid Jehangir Khan, student of history at Cambridge, no less, walked in to open the innings at Eden, he gently doffed his floppy, white hat in homage to the ground and its heritage.
When Asif Iqbal walked back to the pavilion after a freak runout dismissal, the crowd to a man realized that he was walking out of Test cricket for ever. The huge gathering rose as one. None initially clapped. Not a sound was heard. Some had glassy eyes, others softly cleared their throats. But all were genuinely sorry to see a gallant exhibition of running between-wickets come to an end. As the despondent figure receded, a thunderous applause went up that shook the coliseum to its foundations. Eden Gardens went into raptures when Steve Waugh gestured to the umpires that while taking the catch his heel had touched the boundary rope.
Eden Gardens has seen history made and unmade. For more than a hundred years, the magic of Eden has held its sway over cricket and cricketers. Here earlier this century, Ranji had glanced and glided as his silken sleeves fluttered. Here Sir Jack and Herbert Sutcliffe had shown their mastery for Vizzy's XI. Sir Len never played at Eden but came to pay homage while on an official visit to Calcutta. As did Graeme Pollock last February. He was open-mouthed to learn from me that our heavy roller "Ganga Ram" has seen cricket for more than 200 years.
Unfortunately, Sir Donald Bradman never came to Gardens. But the "Black Bradman" George Headley trod on it, as did Keith Miller and Dennis Compton during the War. For Nayadu and Amarnath, the garden of Eden was like a second home. As it was for Badal Dutta and Premangshu Chatterjee. So it was for Sir Frank Worrell with the doyen of commentators, Berry Sarbadhikari, beside him; and also for Mike Brearley as he confided to me while adopting yet another child at the Salt Lake S.O.S. village in Calcutta.
Eden has a way with cricket and cricketers. Where else would 93,000 plus wend their way to the ground, with another 93,000 plus cursing their luck beyond the gates? It was here that Bishan Singh Bedi first tossed and turned. As he went over-the- wicket he went over the next generation of left-arm spinners. It was here that Mohammed Azhuruddin began his Test career and the silver streak. It was here that the young lion, Vinod Kambli first slashed and pounced as he would be doing for the next 10 years.
Cricket and nothing but cricket has held a special place for Eden Gardens. Even the polished footwork of "Black Pearl" Pele made Gardens grimace in horror. It was sacrilege, no less. As were the military tattoos and the jamborees that go under the euphenism of cultural shows.
The picturesque environs of Eden Gardens, reminiscent of English cricket grounds even 30 years ago, blends marvellously with the mellow December sun that heralds a typical Calcutta winter morn. Not too long ago the pall of mist over the lazy Hooghly River had an ally in the swaying palms and towering poplars and pines which playfully hissed around with the breeze to create the gloomy haunt of swing and swerve.
Here in this foreboding atmosphere Durga Shankar Mukherji, Montu Banerjee and Subrato Guha had batters at their mercy. Alas! the ghosts of aerial movement have given way to the economics of concrete stands and iron railings. In sorrow the mist leaves at dawn and returns late, much to the comfort of the batsmen today. Yet I can think of no better place to spend a December day.
The sylvan surroundings of the Eden Gardens enabled the Britishers to recreate the enjoyment of their summer game in the salubrious clime of a Calcutta winter. Season following season those "flannelled fools" kept their heads down and chins up; kept their arms straight; appealed and declared; drank in elation and in disappointment. Within the cloistered group, the game thrived.
However, by 1928 with the formation of the Board of Control for Cricket in India, the pioneering efforts of the CCC, which included sponsoring England teams as well as defending India's cricketing interests at Lord's, were no longer of paramount importance. Gradually, the club receded into the background having served the country's cause with dignity and pride.
By then the fame of Eden Gardens had spread far and wide. Very deservingly the playing surface acquired the reputation of being one of the finest international cricket centres. The National Cricket Club were at that time in charge of maintenance of the ground and so deserves our highest accolades. In 1950, the CCC formally handed over the reins of the historic Eden Gardens to the Cricket Association of Bengal and moved over to its present site at Ballygunge. Thus an association dating from 1864 came to an end after 86 glorious years.
Today the status of Eden Gardens rests on a pinnacle. From all over the world, it has earned unstinted plaudits of the players and the Press. Although the poplars that encircled the ground are no more, the modern-day Eden is a delightful blend of the old and the new. The Club House, named after the former Chief Minister B. C. Roy is a sleek, modern architecture that houses the CAB offices, a medical unit, a sports shop, a library, the players' dressing rooms, dining rooms and conference halls. On the first floor is the VIP viewing gallery where 3500 complimentary ticket holders can enjoy their cricket in comparative exclusiveness. The air-conditioned sound-proof Press box has the novelty of being suspended from the top tier of the Club House.
Around the huge amphitheatre, which holds 93,000 plus at official estimate, are 27 private viewing boxes in between the upper and the lower tiers. These air-conditioned chambers are leased to companies and are provided with a color TV set, a radio set, a telephone and a refrigerator in addition to 16 seats per box. The giant scoreboard built in the 50s on the lines of the one at Sydney has now been replaced by a computerised electronic score-board to keep up with the times. Four mammoth towers beaming mega-watts of electric power have changed the skyline of Gardens for ever. They stand as sentinel to keep Eden bright and radiant in the 21st century.
When Test cricket came to Gardens on the last day of 1926 with Arthur Gilligan leading the MCC team, India was still not in the official league. MCC had come at the invitation of CCC and the Bengal Gymkhana was one of its principal patrons. Following the successes of Professor Deodhar, C. K. Nayadu and Wazir Ali, India's entry into the premier gathering could not be delayed for too long.
The first official Test was the arrival of Douglas Jardine's MCC team on December 31, 1934. Then followed Lord Tennyson, Jack Ryder and during the War Lindsay Hassett in unofficial encounters. The next official Test at the Gardens was against John Goddard's West Indies men.
By the 1960s, cricket had become an unyielding passion for Calcuttans, although not quite the craze as it was to become in the 70s. The change from the "meadow game" atmosphere was brought about by the genius of Rohan Kanhai and Garfield Sobers, and the blood-chilling fury of Wesley Hall and Roy Gilchrist. Little did the brilliant West Indies men - ebony and elastic - realize that they were about to transform the city's pleasant winter pastime into an infatuation reaching hysterical proportions.
Without doubt, cricket was gradually becoming popular ever since the day Mushtaq Ali and Mohammed Nissar captured the imagination of the locals, who had by then made acquaintance with Frank Tarrant and Charlie Macartney, and our very own Shuta Banerjee and Nirmal Chatterjee. But if any man was responsible for depriving the connoisseur from enjoying his cricket in peace it was the individualism of Rohan Kanhai. His mind-boggling stroke-play coupled with his perfection in technique captured the imagination of the highly individualistic Bengali, who was more at home with soccer than with the slow tenure of cricket. Almost overnight, as it were, queues started forming and Test cricket tickets became an established status symbol.
The days of enjoying cricket at leisure were over. No longer could a youngster touch Everton Weekes' gloves before the latter went rampaging. Nor could he ask Sonny Ramadhin fielding on the fence for his autograph. Nor was there any scope to offer chewing gum to Neil Harford of New Zealand, as I once did. The days of sandwiches and patties washed down by fresh oranges are distant memories.
The change came all of a sudden. Economics did away with the reclining cane chairs; riot flames chased the shamianas away; stampedes caused loss of life and limbs depriving daily ticketholders of their pleasure. The famous pavilion of imported teak, dating back to 1871, where Lagden and Longfield discussed strategy, Hosie and Hitch played billiards, has vanished into thin air. The wicket chairs on which Merchant and Hazare relaxed have long gone. The historical photographs gathering dust in some obscure corner. The departed souls of Vinoo Mankad and Amar Singh would be at a complete loss if they were to come back to their favorite Eden from the Elysian fields.
As I go down memory lane the floodgates open. It was here that Prince Salim Durrani and Panther Chandu Borde lifted our hearts time and again. Tiger Pataudi and Rusi Surti prowling in the covers. As did the stylish Deb Mukherji and the fleet-footed Aloke Bhattacharyya. The young, ebullient Clive Lloyd of 1967 chasing from cover to long-on. Abbas Ali Baig deceived by Intikhab Alam off the last delivery of the day. Jaisimha's belligerence having Barry Knight on his knees, and Srikkanth carrying the fight to Imran and Akram's camp. Memories are made of such handsome deeds.
Nostalgia knows no bounds. Who can ever forget Sir Gary's attempt to catch a mishook (Kunderan's, who elses's?) by sprinting at least 50 yards from second slip to third man? Chandra's spell which had Lloyd and Kallicharan in abject surrender? The aura of Richie Benaud? The majestic bearing of Fazal Mahmood? Saeed Ahmed's combat with Subhas Gupte? The awesome power of Polly Umrigar as he drove Bob Barber for four consecutive fours? The lazy elegance of Alan Davidson? Ajit Wadekar's catch to dismiss Underwood? Or for that matter, the Solkar magic at short-leg, particularly the Tony Lewis catch?
Thankfully the disappointments have been few. None more than the unfortunate incident on January 7, 1967, when a cruel assualt on an innocent spectator, Sitesh Roy, sparked off crowd invasion. Sir Frank, then on a lecture tour of universities, prevailed upon the teams to continue the match. Then again, there was the stampede in 1969 which led to loss of innocent lives. However, the overcrowding of 60s and 70s and the resultant chaos is hopefully an aberration of the past.
To ruminate comes the vivid artistry of Salim Malik and Alvin Kallicharan; Prasanna and Venkat spinning webs; Vijay Manjrekar's flawless technique; Pankaj Roy's boundless courage against Gilchrist; Hanumant Singh dancing down the wicket to lift Lance Gibbs time and again; Prakash Poddar and Shyam Sundar Mitter solid and unbending, and of course, one immortal named SMG nursing his teammates to maturity and enabling all Indians to walk ten feet tall.
However, if I were asked to choose just one of so many pleasant memories, my mind would go back to the steamy morning of 1969 when the magnificent Graham McKenzie reduced India to ashes, 0 for 2, breathing fire all over. From the dying embers, in walked little Gundappa to face the wraths of the Goliaths in gloomy forebodings that had stunned the crowd into an eerie silence. The first two deliveries were caressed to the point and the extra-cover fence. And the Gardens sat back and breathed again, this time in respectful homage to the presence of true greatness. Vishy came back to play many a glorious innings including a century against Roberts at his very best but the imprint of that memorable innings will stay on with me for ever.
Eden Gardens' character developed on the lines of those large- hearted men of former years. A small incident in the 30s is worth relating; Natore were playing the Calcutta Cricket Club and the former won the match handsomely. While having tea after the game, the skipper of CCC asked the Maharaja of Natore how many professionals he had in his team as much as to say there was no credit in defeating CCC with so many pros in the team.
The Maharaja looked around the table as if counting the pros, and replied, "Only one." Major White, the CCC captain, thereupon asked, "Who is he?" And the Maharaja repled, "Myself as I have nothing else to do but play cricket," adding with emphasis, "all the other players are my invitees, who out of their love for cricket honor me by playing for my team..." What a splendid spirit the Maharaja showed on that occasion and in what regard he held all his players.
Thankfully, the same spirit remains. Eden Gardens loves her players, fair or dark, amateur or professional. What my dear Gardens shirks from are those vulgar mercenaries, whether they be players, administrators or journalists. The magic of Eden Gardens is enshrined in its purity. [ Contributed by Shash (sshah@*.acns.nwu.edu)]
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 03:07 am |
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Mapoui On Kanhai --Excellent post in another thread!!!
mapoui wrote:
Wifan is ridiculous with that statement about Kanhai and spinners.
Did Wifan ever hear or read what Richie Benaud a great spinner in his right have tuh say about Kanhis' technique against spin ?
Whos word is better Benaud of Wifan?
The aussies of the day...includhing Bradman I believe... rated Kanhis technique more perfect than Sobers. And to hear and read Bradman holding forth on Sobers technique is to hear a man awestruck.
I know I giving Stevie, dp dem amunition but the truth is the truth. Kanhi was a batting genious...no question there. and his batting style had all the elements of the westindies batting style established by the greats before him.
Not all too briefly Kanhi expressed all this and added his own creative genius.
The more I lookback the more I see that in Kanhi we had a perfect flowering of all that is meant by westindian batting.
Kanhi had perfect defense, literally impenetrable if he decided to bat like Gavaskar. He had perfect eyesight and a dancers pair of feet.
Like James said with regard to Wilton St Hill but applicable to kanhi in greater measure yuh only knew he got into position when the ball was racing to the boundary.
There was a white man who used to write on westindies criket fuh de Tinidad Guardian back in the day named J.S Barker.
We used to wait fuh de papers like it was hot bread just to read Barker, and re-read him all day long as westindies creamed England in particular.
Barker was wonderful, easy to access, no complexity at all....and absolutely, totally, obviously westindian in his heart and soul...something that is always a matter of speculation with such as Cozier, 'Reds' Perreia and such.
Barker used to talk about Kanhi batting like this...'Kanhi leaned on this rising one from Truman,and little bwoys on the boundary fought for the priviledege of throwing it back to the players.'
To read Barkers discription of Kanhis 73 at the Oval 1963 was sheer joy to the westindian heart.
If Kanhi were playing today he would be second to none at all. Any shortages we find with Kanhi in retrospect is due to his time and how westindian/Guyanese personality was formed. Growing upin a more 'perfect' westindies Kanhi as batting genius might have shattered all batting records.
But '57 to'74 is 17 years and 6 thousand plus runs in less than 80 tests is not negligeable. We had fiften great centures,most hardly'swashbuckling' as british called it.
Kanhi often buckled down to secure the westindies innings.
Kanhi did wonders but it may also be fair to ask if Kanhi really knew how good he really was? It may be that through it all Kanhi never trusted himself and what he heard of himself as great batsman.
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CC Poster POINT on Rohan Kanhai
POINT wrote:
I wish to take this opportunity to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ROHAN KANHAI . Who was a great West Indian batsman , and my favourite batsman .
I was delighted to see him at the crease in 1960 ,in the first Test Match England vs the West Indies ,which was played at Kensingto Oval , true Kanhai only made 40 runs and was overshadowed by the Worrell and Sobers , he still remained my favourite batsman .
SO ROHAN KANHAI , THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES , especially listening to John Arlott one Saturday morining , who exclaimed at one point " BY GOD KANHAI HAS GONE MAD THIS MORNING " , as the trashed the English bowlers in a County Match .
Those of you who grew up with television , will unfortunately not be aware of the thrill of listening to Cricket on the Radio especially with John Arlott doing the commentary , and describing the ground etc . as One sees the action in One's mind's eye . The field placing , the bowler , the strokes etc . all this before the advent of TV .
Regards ....................................... . POINT .
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http://www.adm.utoronto.ca/awd/Applications/Kanhai_Rohan_App.pdf
Check out the Rohan Kanhai Award
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Sadly I never saw him play..but I'm from Berbice...and you can't go anywhere in Berbice without someone reminding you of Kanhai's exploits...
the man is a living legend...
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 09:13 am |
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| Maps....good piece....but why de rass yuh can't call de man by he correct name..... KANHAI.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 11:35 am |
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Narps wrote:
Maps....good piece....but why de rass yuh can't call de man by he correct name..... KANHAI.
I know even the speck of dust is anathema on the icon. We have to keep his rass shine-ny all de time....100%
As long as we know who we mean a lil' spelling mistake ought to be no problem.
But the speck seems a real problem to you so I just get flannel cloth, some oil and I shin-ing to rass.
Kanhai, Kanhia, Kanhai! There all done! I should remember it for all time now...it fixed in mih min':dude:Last edited on Mon Dec 27th, 2004 03:58 pm by mapoui
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| Never saw him plAy but heard many stories of his exploits and met many a Jamaican named Rohan so the man had to be good them Jamaicans are seldom with their praise much less naming their kids after someone else.Happy birthday.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 03:30 pm |
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Yeah....I remember a JA fast bowler named Rohan Taylor.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 03:47 pm |
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Sunil Gavaskar named his first born son ROHAN
That's the ultimate compliment!!!!!
ROHAN GAVASKAR!!!!!!
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Runs wrote:
Never saw him plAy but heard many stories of his exploits and met many a Jamaican named Rohan so the man had to be good them Jamaicans are seldom with their praise much less naming their kids after someone else.Happy birthday.
allyuh thougght i was kidding when i tell allyuh parents named their children after kanhai!
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| My friend Michael from Round Hill, St. Elizabeth named his son Rohan after Kanhai.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 06:51 pm |
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| I heard, I am not sure, that Kallicharran named his son Rohan. Maybe someone on this mb may be able to verify.
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 07:27 pm |
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Greg wrote: I heard, I am not sure, that Kallicharran named his son Rohan. Maybe someone on this mb may be able to verify.
Yes
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 07:36 pm |
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| rohan alexander another jamaican
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 07:45 pm |
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| Rohan Taylor...............
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 07:46 pm |
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Shaks......I mentioned Taylor above.
The yardies clearly loved Rohan.
Spuggy.....any elaboration ????
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 07:52 pm |
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 08:34 pm |
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Posted: Mon Dec 27th, 2004 09:54 pm |
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| I saw him at Caymanas Park at the Red Stripe Cup. He was so much the target of journalists and photographers. I remember him saying ' I am here to enjoy the race'.
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