Friday, June 20, 2008

Substance Over Style

In the golden era it was all about the moustache and the figures. No "professional" coaches to correct their actions.

I know it won't take long but who is he, who did he play for and how did he meet his maker?

11 comments:

Sanath said...

dude I'm a frequent reader of your blog posts..I think it would be a awesome if v exchange links..I've linked your blog onto mine..a similar reply from u 2 is expected..ciao..TC

martyd said...

Hi sanath, it seems only fair. I have added your blog to the publish or perish list.

martyd said...

Or at least I would add it if I could work out what your URL is. Please advise.

Leg Break said...

Who's the guy in your picture Md?

I notice he's not overstepping, so I assume it's from a long time ago.

He's not from Mt. victoria is he?

martyd said...

Who is the guy? That is the question. He is younger then Shakespeare but older than Shaun Broad. Please some one get it before The Uncle shows how clever he is again.

The Atheist said...

Is that Albert Trott? He was English, of course. And, according to wiki, he shot himself.

Although, I might be wrong.

martyd said...

Wrong? Never!

It is indeed Albert Trott of Middlesex and England who took his own life, some say because of a loss of form. Perhaps a tradition worth reconsideration?

Well done that Atheist.

The Atheist said...

Hoorah for me! What do I win?

martyd said...

International recognition - there is now someone in Mosgiel who has heard about you.

Samir Chopra said...

I now acknowledge the Atheist as Trott-Master

The Atheist said...

I was hoping for more naked people.

Beggers can't be choosers, s'pose.