Hendo was born in Darley Dale, Derbyshire, in 1948 and encouraged to play cricket by his father, a fast bowler who worked for the inland revenue, and of whom it was said, “If he doesn’t get you on Saturday afternoon, he will on Monday morning.” Hendo was signed by Derby after leaving school and began a first-class career in 1969. The talent was plain for all to see, not least the selectors who had him on the plane to Australia for the winter of 1974-75, when Jeff Thomson and Dennis Lillee ran amok. “My pads were like a pair of Ryvitas,” he famously said. “When I got out there, Thomson’s first ball knocked my bat out of my hands! I was thinking: ‘I’ve got a wife and kids at home. What am I doing?’ After the second one, I went and shook his hand and said, ‘Thanks for the game’ and walked off.”He would tell us these stories after play in county games, for these were the days when the players of both sides met in the bar and chewed the cud. He was tremendous company – not a bad bone in that gangling six-foot-and-three-inch frame, only a deep love of the game that gave him a wonderful life. Botham would always say that 30% of his wickets were thanks to Hendo keeping it tight at the other end. He has a point.A few days ago Botham had the chance to say his goodbyes along with several other team-mates from the glory days. Geoff Miller, Hendo’s old Derby and England accomplice, organised lunch at a pub in Matlock and on the guest list were John Lever, John Emburey, Bob Taylor, Derek Randall, Sir Geoffrey and Lord Botham. There would have been some mickey-taking there: “Fancy two of us lads knighted and lorded!” Hendo looked well enough for one so near the end, longish grey hair neatly parted to one side, beard and spectacles giving him a schoolmasterly air. He was nothing of the sort, of course, just salt of the earth and sinew of the game.Seven hundred and seventy first-class wickets at 20.5 apiece. That’s good graft by anyone’s standard. Hendo might nearly have won England the 1979 World Cup, you know, but the umpire disagreed. He nipped one back to Viv Richards first ball and trapped him “In front of all three”. Not out, came the response to England’s exhortation. Richards made 138. Game over. As it is now for Mike Hendrick, a cricketer’s cricketer if ever there was one.

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