On to more important matters than the Democratic convention. Today marks the centenary the birth of Sir Donald Bradman, perhaps the greatest sportsman who ever lived and a man whose brilliance becomes more, not less, mysterious as the years pass and no fresh pretender emerges to challenge his claim to the crown.
The numbers peak for themselves: Bradman’s test average of 99.94 runs per innings is a summit beyond reach. No-one before, or since, has come close to his record of scoring a century every 2.75 innings. His closest comeptitor – of those who have played a serious amount of top-class cricket – is George Headley and even the great West Indian only scored a test century every four innings. Or, to put it yet another way, if one uses the traditional yardstick that any batsman with a career average over 50 has a claim to greatness, Bradman’s brilliance was such that he was, quite literally, twice as good as even great batsmen.

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