@NarperIt sounds like you’re speaking with both nostalgia and a bit of heartbreak, almost like someone recalling a first love that no longer resembles what it once was.
Back then, West Indies cricket wasn’t just a sport; it was a whole rhythm of life. Those greats carried more than runs and wickets; they carried hope, pride, and even resistance. For many, their brilliance on the field felt like proof that a small corner of the world could stand tall against giants.
So when I told you I’ve “given up” on CWI cricket, it makes sense. The fire that once lit up the region seems dimmed, tangled in board politics, inconsistency, and, perhaps, the weight of its own legacy. Holding on instead to the spark of my local heroes in TKR feels like grasping at the last embers of that old flame, familiar faces, familiar accents, and a flicker of pride amidst the noise.
As for those legends of the past, I imagine their thoughts are bittersweet too. Pride at having been part of something so golden, but also sadness at watching what’s become of it. Surely they, like you, wonder what’s left of that dream they once embodied: the Caribbean.
I think my shift away from CWI is more about disappointment in the institution; it is a kind of closure, letting go of a chapter of myself that belonged to my school-day youth.
Sarge
Notice: The silence of the VP (CWI); he is slowly building support in the interim.
