by sophiajuliet
4. August 2010 09:51
Ray Price is not blessed with an abundance of talent; he is pretty much a village cricketer who plays for his country. The beauty is, he doesn’t seem to think he is lacking in talent. He also doesn’t seem to think he is a spinner. In Price’s mind he’s a fire-breathing ball-tearing quick-bowling demon from hell. And I like that. There is some magic in someone who can abuse, mock and laugh at a batsman, and then just come in and float up a finger spinning delivery. That takes class.