In their madness they even recorded songs which had the express purpose of testing my loyalty. Judas Priest was more than an obsession for me. The name and the logo have not let go of the finer sense till today and even now after so many trials and tribulations the sudden riff or the scream can send goose bumps up and down this feeble spine.
My favourite priest songs are the ones which were sadly over looked by the self styled critics or the true to the core purists. I will just list em down so that ...the thread is lost, the sense departed and I am left with nothing but a severed sentence.
Defenders of the Faith aka Heavy Duty, Better by you better than me, evening star, painkiller, nightcrawler, touch of evil, freewheel burning, heavy metal, love you to death, hard as iron,
Rocka Rolla I could never lay my hands on. Sad wings of Destiny was another that I could not find. I did not like Breaking the Law either. When they disbanded I raised a solitary glass to bitter acceptance and moved on. Iron Maiden was another favouirte of mine. As was Sabbath and the rest is all predictable. My favourite song for a time was heaven and hell by black sabbath.
I think I might end up boring some people to death here so I will leave quietly with the assertion that a fast bowler must be judged for his pace, versatility, character and shall we say madness.
Wasim was supremely gifted. And all this ' greatest left arm bowler '' thing I hear actually damns him with faint praise as it were. How many right armers or how many pacemen to date come even remotely close to his genius?
Fact remains he was less of a killer than Imran , lillee or Roberts. I saw him crumble on some occasions and was put off by his 90ish lack of killer instinct. In the West Indies the great Richie Richardson who by the way is another unsung hero took wasim apart. I had an exam on the following day and there I sat mouth agape as Richie pelted Wasim all over the place.
I would also venture on to say that the mighty Viv would have just stepped out of the crease and on that front foot of his sent the inswinging yorker out of the ground.
Wasim could have done better. This is only a thought.
And on one occasion he just could not run through a south african line up. He could lose the scent of battle rather easily.
Imran on the other hand was faster than wasim and his inswinging was of a different type altogether. What he did in 83 it was? against the daunting indian line up and that too single handedly remains in my opinion the best fast bowling display. That over he bowled to Vishwanath was just too much. Imran also had the rare ability to take the battle to the mighty windies. In 1988 at the age of 36!! he still had the pace to destroy a west indian side that was led by Viv and had Marshall to quit the scores. Imran was not a gutless bag or something that rhymes with it unlike the members of the pakistani cricket board which in my opinion should be encouraged to take up sky diving without the chutes. This pathetic board was always there to sour it for any cricket fan. Still Imran stood up and went against the dead track safe bet theory. He fought fire with fire as is the way of the true warrior. For almost three years he played as a batsman. One wonders how the record books might have looked if the shin stress fracture had not intervened.
Roberts was the one who taught Marshall the skidding bouncer. He always attacked the stumps and made the batsman play. His yorker-bouncer combination or his fast-faster bouncer and that leopard like stalking instinct of his made him the most fascinating and complete bowler for me. He was a mystery. One never really knew what the man was thinking or what the next ball would have to say. He was like Qamar Zaman of squash only more inscrutable.
I read somehwere on this forum that Lillee's ability against left handers is not above doubt. I saw him bowl to Edrich, Roy Fredericks and there are tales of him sending the mighty sobers back to the pavilion notwithstanding the 200 odd sobers managed against him later. Lillee was complete and if anyone thinks he was not he should as the abler man once said beg borrow or steal to watch him in aciton.
His bouncer, his yorker.. oh yes he had the yorker and a damn good one, his off cutters, his accuracy and his incredible ability to bowl fast for longer periods at a stretch made him the greatest.
Ian Bishop was another tragedy. I wish there is a messiah for the fast men ..
Ambrose, Mcgrath, Pollock are all worthy of credit but in the context of genuine pace and iconoclastic spells they fall way behind.
The fit has subsided, the memories muddled, the monitor begins to shimmer and Saturday wanes as the Priestfan slumps back into his chair.
Be well Custodians of the Cricket Web and let the debate grow perhaps it will bring us back the true pace man someday.