Tony Bishop
A former middle order batsman whose innings were noted for aggression and brevity more than Dravidian limpet - like resistance, cut me and he bleeds Middlesex. When the days shorten and the bails are finally lifted on the cricket season he suffers on a as a lifelong Watford fan.
An advertising exec by trade, he started as a copywriter editing Mills and Boon’s customer newsletter under the nom de plume of Susan. It still pays the bills.
An occasional harp player and lover of the blues he once supported Steve Marriot of the Small Faces and has met Willie Dixon’s daughter. If you don’t know who Willie was then listen to Guerrilla cricket as he's bound to mention it at some point!
Recent articles by Tony Bishop
Spellbound by a withered arm, and the dream of a lifetime: two memories of an Indian summer
Guerilla Cricket's own Tony Bishop, and Divya Rao, an Indian cricket enthusiast now based in Denmark, are two different generations of cricket lover whose paths crossed in their day jobs. Here they share their recollections of series past. Shirting his responsibility: Ganguly left it to Mohammad Kaif to see India home in 2002. TONY'S MEMORY (England v India, 3rd Test, The Oval, 1971).
I never thought this would happen says Test debutant Murtagh, 36
Tim Murtagh tells Guerilla Cricket's Tony Bishop why Ireland's first ever Test match is the pinnacle of a long career. The Sussex Cricketer pub is a perfect place to reflect on a glorious sun-bathed day of well-supported county cricket. The game itself between Sussex and Middlesex is perfectly poised with both sides feeling they can win after fortunes have seesawed across three days. We are not short of bowling inspiration: Jason Gillespie sits at the next table and the elegant, tanned white-haired gent at the bar is none other than England fast bowling legend John Snow, now well into his seventies, but looking fit and lean.
Love in the afternoon session: Ashes liaisons that left their mark
Winning the Ashes, or a crucial game within it, leaves an imprint on the emotions – almost as strong as being in love in some cases. Tony Bishop finds the two corresponding in four tales of longing – and belonging – that take him from the Oval to a Curry's shopfront via the former Yugoslavia and the New Forest. Love is indeed a many splendored thing. Complex and metaphysical with ever- shifting depth and dimension. A simple word that can cover such a range of emotion. I love my family; I have been in love many times; I am in love with my partner now. I love wine, the Blues and Bob Dylan; I love Watford; I love Middlesex. And I love the Ashes.
