The Hindu reported on December 25 2012:
First of all, I take this statement with any seriousness only if the observer has seen both the players playing in a test match.
Wisden entry says about 'famous five' Mohammad brothers:
"Their father was a good club cricketer, their mother a regional badminton and table tennis champion. The shattering upheaval of Partition then put paid to their small and gentle world. They moved to Karachi as founder-inhabitants of Jinnah's new Muslim state."
So years 1946-1947 must have been rather hectic for Mohammad family.
PTV Sports Official website throws some more light on the formative years of Mr. Hanif:
"...He was the third of five Sons born to Sheikh Ismail Mohammad and Amir Bee. The proud parents despite economical limitations always encouraged their sons to play cricket. After having lost two children, a son and a daughter who died very young, Hanif’s parents saw the ups and down of life very closely and the parental warmth was their main asset. Unfortunately Ismail, a hotel waiter, died suddenly in 1948 to see Wazir Mohammad, the oldest son seeking an employment in the National Bank of Pakistan to support his family...At 16 (1950), he was picked to tour England with the Pakistan Eaglets and spent fifteen days in the Alf Gover Coaching School."
Sir Bradman played his last test match against England in August 1948. His last first class match took place in 1949. Between 1946-1948, Mr. Bradman played 15 test matches against England (10) and India (5), in England (5) and Australia (10).
Therefore, Mr. Mohammad must have seen Mr. Bradman bat in a test match either in England or Australia when he was 11-13 years old, between November 1946 to August 1948.
Considering his family's misfortunes, as stated above, I wonder who funded his travel? Did he travel with the Indian team to Australia in the winter of 1947? The late Mr. Gul Mohammad (not related to Mr. Hanif as far as I know) was part of that Indian team
And even if he saw Sir Bradman in a test match, in 1946, Bradman was 38 years old and, by many accounts, much lesser player with fitness issues than what he was before WWII. (Does this remind you of another familiar player?)
So is he comparing apple to apple? Can one's memory be trusted when he is a 78-year old talking about what he saw 65 or more years ago?
I react with a few people of around that age from time to time. A few of them are very intelligent and fit. But I never hear them holding forth on something that has happened that long ago with a lot of confidence.
In one of the funniest passages I have read, reminding me where I am heading, Mark Twain describes how fickle human memory could be:
"I used to remember my brother Henry walking into a fire outdoors when he was a week old. It was remarkable in me to remember a thing like that and it was still more remarkable that I should cling to the delusion for thirty years that I did remember it -- for of course it never happened; he would not have been able to walk at that age. . . . For many years I remembered helping my grandfather drinking his whiskey when I was six weeks old but I do not tell about that any more now; I am grown old and my memory is not as active as it used to be. When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not; but my faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened."
Artist: Robert J. Day, The New Yorker, March 14 1959
Mr. Day is one of very best cartoonists I have come across. You may find a few more of his pictures on this blog.
Ben Yagoda has quite rightly called Mr. Day "underrecognized New Yorker master."
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