![]() ![]() Gideon Haigh has written many words on Warne. Boozled out: when the delivery is so intoxicating it slows the batsman’s reflexes, muddles up the brain. Boozle: could be a Warne variation – an amalgam of booze and sozzle – a ball that drifts, swerves and rips across the pitch. Bam: the explosiveness with which he made his mark, first in Sri Lanka and then in England. Others forced to err.īamboozle: quite a word this. How batsman after batsman fell to his mastery. Demanding that you forget about your life and watch him perform his elaborate dance. The sheer cheek to pick up a cricket ball and dare to propel it in ways he did. What Warne meant for cricket, for Australians, for legspin, for kids learning the game. How? WTF! Some of these exclamations are not even words. And messages: both from those who love cricket to those who don’t. My mind is in a fog: overwhelmed with videos, articles and tweets mourning Warne. I am only writing because not writing would be worse. The words here are emerging from a vast emptiness. ![]() These are not words I expected to type in combination. ![]()
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