Jack Fingleton’s delightful take on Don Bradman’s Invincibles details the escapist pleasure of the series for post-war England
This past week, I bought something for nine pence. It felt something of an achievement, even in a charity shop. Perhaps the manager of this one didn’t see much value in sport or perhaps she cared about it so passionately that it inspired her to rare feats of generosity. Either way, the cricket books on the shelves were being offered at a price as nostalgic as their contents.
Which is why I have finally read Brightly Fades the Don. My previous experiences with some of the so-called classics of cricket writing had put me off – I’d rather eat corrugated cardboard than read any more Neville Cardus – but Jack Fingleton’s account of the 1948 Ashes series was an unexpected delight. Written in the days before we could relive most magic moments with a cursory YouTube search – it is sportswriting as much about the what as the why.
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