A talented cricketer and an even better friend: remembering Alan Morton
28.02.26, 09:04 Updated 02.03.26, 11:21 8 Minute Read
Paul Edwards
“Another season, brother! I wonder what it’ll bring us.” For well over twenty years those words or something like them, spoken in a rich Birmingham accent, used to welcome me on some sunlit April morning, and they always brought joy to my heart. The greeting was spoken by a burly, slightly shambolic figure, whose love of cricket was the equal of my own and yet who also knew that there were more important things to concern us.
During his gloriously varied life, my friend had played a dozen competitive games for Warwickshire’s second team in the mid-1960s before deciding he did not have quite the drive needed for professional game. He was probably wrong, although a tally of 391 runs in 19 innings at an average of 20.57 seemed to justify his assessment.
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