By Zaheer E. Clarke
Written December 15, 2016
Published December 19, 2016, in The Western Mirror
For 50 years, Clive Lloyd has given indelible and selfless service to West Indies and world cricket. He is a legend in the game of cricket, both inside and beyond the boundary.
Several years ago, as a youngster growing up, eager to learn about the exploits and history of West Indies cricket, my dad handed me a book published in 1983. The book was written by Henderson Dalrymple and titled “50 Great West Indian Test Cricketers”. Dalrymple, a West Indian-born English-based journalist, had written for the Yorkshire Post, the New Musical Express and several black publications in the United Kingdom. Though Dalrymple authored and co-authored books on Reggae and Bob Marley – as if I needed more motivation – four words on the front cover of this book on West Indian cricketers would ensure I opened it, and read it, cover to cover. Those four words were “Foreword by Clive Lloyd”.
Last week Tuesday marked the 50th anniversary of Clive Hubert Lloyd’s debut for West Indies on December 13, 1966. Like his cousin, another West Indian great, Lancelot “Lance” Gibbs, Lloyd was a true West Indian from birth – twice over – being the product of a Barbadian mother and a Guyanese father. Nevertheless, it was Lloyd who would become the towering image of West Indian pride, fervour and unity, and its greatest captain. Like Sir Frank Worrell, another great West Indian captain and statesman before him, Lloyd understood how important winning on the cricket field was to the Caribbean people and his role in achieving the same.