Of, say, the 20 most rich and significantly memorable passages of my cricket watching, easily more than a dozen have taken place in, or involved players from, the Caribbean. At once a litany of saints leaps into mind: Sir Garry Sobers, of course, and Sonny Ramadhin and Sir Viv Richards, Wes Hall and Malcolm Marshall, Roy Fredericks, Lance Gibbs and Gordon Greenidge, Clive Lloyd and Brian Lara.There's no way one can argue with the names on this list. But I'd like to make good one omission from it: Michael Holding. Here he is bowling at the Oval in 1976. Just watch - it's a sight to behold.
For me, though, the Three Ws remain alpha and omega: Sir Frank Worrell, Sir Everton Weekes, Sir Clyde Walcott - Barbadians born within 18 months and 1½ miles of each other, a tripartite of sheer lustre, lords of their manor, knights of their realm.