Mike Atherton, England Captain and the most consistently successful cricketer of the last two decades, gives us the inside story of cricket in this revealing autobiography.
Paperback
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320 pages
Published
September 1st 2002
by Hodder & Stoughton
I was disappointed with this, although a quick easy enough read with some laughs (Gatting's scathing comments on where Emburey's blisters might be and Healy's sledging to name two).
Now, I appreciate sporting autobiographies should never be held up for literary worth, and one must expect the odd untruth and narcissistic tendency. All part of the entertainment, and who are we to judge what we would say in their place.
But as a wonderful journalist now, not just relating to cricket, and covering for
I was disappointed with this, although a quick easy enough read with some laughs (Gatting's scathing comments on where Emburey's blisters might be and Healy's sledging to name two).
Now, I appreciate sporting autobiographies should never be held up for literary worth, and one must expect the odd untruth and narcissistic tendency. All part of the entertainment, and who are we to judge what we would say in their place.
But as a wonderful journalist now, not just relating to cricket, and covering for me that most halcyon period in all our sporting memories, my tweenie youth, I expected more from this than a 2 star "ok" rating which I felt was fair.
The narcissism where every opposition collapse seemed to be the result of his captaincy, and not Caddick or Tufnell exploiting wearing pitches as they could when in the zone grated. As did the literally relentless sniping of Hussein's success as captain. Even to the extent that Hussein was "lucky" Vaughan replaced him in a key match, or from saying he was lucky to play the lambs of New Zealand first up, just as we read a whole chapter of how superb a captain Atherton was to have beaten them, just dulled the brain. Many more examples.
As did the continual, relentless protestations that records meant nothing to him, as he lets fly of more esoteric achievements such as "proudly breaking the record of most runs scored at Trent Bridge", "11th on the all time Test runs". Calling Stewart "comprehensive schooled" when he was not, and apparently dismissing Pocketgate as drying hands when we ALL saw more than that on the screen, we saw rubbing substance into a seam and a guilty look m'lud. All this led one to question a few ever reminiscences.
And I do respect people wanting to protect privacy, but when there is so little information on family, on Isabelle, on his children (when he is happy enough to talk about bunking up in batchelor flats) one is left with little idea of the man behind the cricket which elevates such biographies.
Maybe a bit harsh, but that is what we do to our childhood favourites. Apologies Mr Atherton.
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Atherton is an intelligent and engaging writer, making his autobiography an enjoyable read. His primary focus is on the role of the captain within an international team, the strains under which all players, not only the leadership team, are put, and the important changes which need to be (or have already been, at the time of my reading this) put into place in order to ensure the evolving success and, perhaps more importantly, the happiness of all players and management involved within a cricket
Atherton is an intelligent and engaging writer, making his autobiography an enjoyable read. His primary focus is on the role of the captain within an international team, the strains under which all players, not only the leadership team, are put, and the important changes which need to be (or have already been, at the time of my reading this) put into place in order to ensure the evolving success and, perhaps more importantly, the happiness of all players and management involved within a cricket team.
Far from being a boring run-by-run account of his cricketing career, a trap into which such books often fall, Atherton offers insight into both his successes and his failures as a cricketer, a captain and a person, and is not afraid to point out the (often seemingly great) shortcomings of both himself and his colleages over the years.
Unafraid of telling the truth, as he sees it, Atherton does, however, successfully negotiate the fine line between personal opinion and honest fact, giving us a well-rounded and balanced view of the years in which he was involved in the game. An educating and entertaining read.
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This book is often introduced as "The autobiography of the most articulate England captain since Mike Brearley". Now, Brearley and Atherton went to the same University, both were opening batsmen, both captained England and.... both have written an autobiography. Both are undoubtedly articulate as well.
But - whereas brearley's "Art of Captaincy" is in fact one of the best "Management" books I've ever read, this autobiography of Atherton's is just actually a well written and reasonably insightful
This book is often introduced as "The autobiography of the most articulate England captain since Mike Brearley". Now, Brearley and Atherton went to the same University, both were opening batsmen, both captained England and.... both have written an autobiography. Both are undoubtedly articulate as well.
But - whereas brearley's "Art of Captaincy" is in fact one of the best "Management" books I've ever read, this autobiography of Atherton's is just actually a well written and reasonably insightful "me too" cricketer's autobiography.
Brearley's book is written almost from a third person perspective, and based very much on his academic training as a Psychologist - Atherton's is very much a first person offering, giving his take on his career.
As a standard cricketer's autobiography, it's not the toughest of reads - although Atherton comes across as a rather intense, slightly stuffy although undoubtedly intelligent individual. But a Mike Brearley he is most certainly not. So it's a pleasant enough read - but doesn't appear on the same page of the graph as Brearley.
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Definitely a superior cricket autobiography, as befits the most educated of recent English batsmen. Atherton deals with the controversies of his tenure as England captain with a good deal of honesty mixed with a certain degree of hurt and bitterness.
I think I enjoyed this more than any book this year. Athers is great company, and captures what is great about the game of cricket. The strange people, the superstitions, the unique way in which it asks for both individual, 'selfish' acts, and teamwork and heroism and physical bravery and intelligence. And humour. This is one of the funniest books I have read for ages - Atherton's comic timing is up there with Evelyn Waugh and Jerome K Jerome. If you understand cricket.
Awesome autobiography by England's ex captain Mike Atherton. Only star deducted due to his decision not to include more about his personal life. Book is focused more on captaincy.
The best thing I learnt from reading Opening Up is come out on the forward defensive and everything will be ok.
Atherton was my English cricket hero, reading this cemented that position but through anecdotes I read skills of leadership, empowerment and also how to get out of a sticky wicket.
For someone who comes across as having had a personality by-pass, surprisingly well written and engaging. What a shame he didn't take the opportunity to come clean and explain what was precisely going through his mind whilst mucking about with the ball and that dirt!!
Clearly the best cricket autobiography I've read so far. Perhaps the only thing missing in the book was anecdotes from Atherton's personal life and how they affected his game on the field. However, a very well written book and an enjoyable read.
The mistake was reading this now, having read lots of Atherton's work in The Times. So having that as the benchmark, this one turned out to be a bad effort. I guess I'm being way too harsh !