He was a kind of umpires to whom mishaps would happen. Dangerous gentle would at all times appear to come back when Dickie was umpiring.
At Headingley the entire floor flooded one time due to an issue with the drainage system. Dickie Chook was umpiring.
He did not give lots out, particularly lbws. He was at all times fairly protected and safe.
All of the gamers liked him. He was sensible at defusing conditions on the sector.
Quick bowlers like Dennis Lillee, Jeff Thomson – these massive, aggressive characters – there could possibly be some argy bargy on the sector at instances and but they utterly revered Dickie Chook.
If he stepped in and stated, ‘C’mon lads, let’s get on with the sport’, they stopped and received on with the sport. He was massively revered. He was liked.
He by no means married. Cricket was his life – his complete life. He simply liked cricket.
He was eccentric. If you’re so dedicated to something there’s in all probability some ingredient of eccentricity about you and, in Dickie’s case, it was cricket.
He was a great participant. He was at all times very nervous as a participant – he’d be shaking, trembling and terribly anxious.
He did not have many photographs as a batsman and received moved on from Yorkshire and got here to Leicestershire.
He simply belonged on the market together with his white coat and white cap.
