In England I was renowned as a reluctant
venturer north. A Lancastrian colleague years ago was irritated when I told her
that I had a job interview “up north”, only to reveal that it was in Stroud,
only twenty miles or so from Bristol (cricket relevance: the interview was at
Jack Russell’s old school, but I did not get the job).
I have certainly never got as far up the
country as Chester-le-Street, headquarters of Durham CCC and venue for the
fourth Test. Fewer than 20,000 live in the town itself, which must make it the
smallest place ever to have staged a Test match, though Google Earth confirms
that Chester-le-Street is really an outpost of the Tyneside-Wearside
conurbation.
Durham only became a first-class county in
1992. For over a hundred years before then the north-east’s many talented
cricketers had to travel south to play first-class cricket, and the nearest
county, Yorkshire, would not have them because of its ridiculous rule about
having to be born within the Ridings. Northamptonshire benefitted most from this
situation. Geoff Cook and Peter Willey both had lengthy careers at Wantage
Road, and played for England, in Willey’s case, not as often as he should have
done. They had both followed Colin Milburn south.
Milburn was a cricketer out of time in
the 1960s. We have been reminded at times during the current series of the funereal tempo at which
cricket, in England at least, was conducted then. Milburn ignored the orthodoxy of the coaching book and counter
attacked. David Warner would be his modern equivalent, in his approach to
batting, at least. As a person, Milburn was altogether more jocular and
friendly, which was his downfall.
Milburn was first picked for England in
the 1966 series against the West Indies. Run out for a duck in the first
innings, he made 94 from 136 balls in the second, following with a century at a
similar pace at Lord’s in the second Test. This against Hall, Griffith, Sobers
and Gibbs, the finest attack of the day. Supersonic batting in the subsonic
age. Milburn opened with Boycott in two Tests that summer, a duet between Kiri
te Kanawa and Janis Joplin.
Today, scoring like that in his first
two Tests would have established Milburn in the England side for a couple of
years. Not then. He never became a regular. Two appearances in 1967, two more
in 1968, then a late call up from a successful season for Western Australia to join
MCC in Pakistan. On arrival he asked who was injured. “No-one”, they said, “we
just needed cheering up”. He scored a hundred in his only overseas Test, in
Karachi, nevertheless.
He was only 27, and might yet have
become one of England’s most renowned. But two months later he lost an eye in a
car accident and that was that. He did a bit of commentary on radio and TV, but
hit the drink hard. I did a bit of work for the phone commentary service
Cricketcall in the late 1980s. Milburn worked for them too, and it was reported
that he would turn up having apparently slept in his car all night. He was 48
when he died in 1990, one of Durham and England’s lost treasures.
I was at Sophia Gardens, Cardiff when Durham
won their first Championship game, an innings victory over Glamorgan: http://cricketarchive.com/Archive/Scorecards/55/55768.html
In that first season the Durham team
consisted largely of old lags enjoying a season or two’s superannuation, the
average age that of a bowls club rather than a county cricket team. David
Graveney was captain, supported by Paul Parker, Wayne Larkins, Simon Hughes,
Gloucestershire’s Phil Bainbridge and, above all, Ian Botham, who was to
describe joining Durham as the biggest mistake of his career. Dean Jones was
the overseas player. On that day in Wales though, it was one of Durham’s own,
medium-fast left-armer Simon Brown, who got it done with five for 66.
They finished bottom that year, but with
a focus on developing local talent, intelligent leadership both on and off the
field and wise choices of overseas talent (Dale Benkenstein and Ottis Gibson
among others) Durham have prospered to the extent of becoming county champions in
2008 and 2009 and one-day champions in 2007, having an attractive international
ground and developing key talent (Harmison, Collingwood) for the England team.
If only Kent’s past two decades had been remotely as successful.
The increase in the number of
international venues in England over the past decade has not been wise. Southampton
is too close to London to be a worthwhile addition, while Cardiff’s elevation
was down to political largesse and the ambition of a few individuals. It has
also turned a pleasant and friendly county ground into a stadium too big for
purpose on all but a day or two a year.
But the addition of the Riverside is
welcome. It is the most attractive of the international grounds and provides
Test and ODI cricket to a large population area with a strong cricket
tradition—even though Durham is the newest of the first-class counties, high
quality club cricket dates back to the mid-nineteenth century and leagues have
thrived in the region almost as strongly as in Lancashire and Yorkshire. The
sporting folk of Newcastle and Sunderland surely welcome a diversion from the perpetual
misery of following their under-performing football teams.
Durham folk enjoyed a good game for
their first Ashes Test. Nothing cheers up an English crowd like an Australian
collapse when in sight of the finish line. This one—eight for 56—rivalled the
likes of Melbourne 1998—eight for 59,—Edgbaston 1981—five for 16—and, of
course, the gold standard of Headingley 1981—nine for 55. A shame that they
will have to wait for three years before they see another Test on their lovely
ground.