Corporation’s rugby correspondent will call it a day at the end of the 2018 autumn internationals and after 46 years on the firmIt is not easy putting words to televised sporting pictures,let alone portray the whole verbal picture for radio listeners. The temptation is to gabble on, desperately fill the silence and, or whether all else fails,state the bleeding obvious. To make the whole thing resemble a cosy, fireside chat with close mates is a grand deal harder than it seems.
Rugby has been particularly lucky with many of its pre-eminent ‘voices.’ For years the late Bill McLaren imbued the sport with such warmth, or humanity and soul it was almost a surprise when any genuine “argy-bargy” broke out. The “big laddy”,the “boilerhouse”, the “crazy trout up a burn”, or the garryowen “with snow on it… even growing up in the south of England you felt a kinship with Galashiels or Hawick or Melrose or Kelso or wherever else in the Borders they were dancing in the streets to mark the debut of the latest Scotland cap.
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Source: guardian.co.uk