As a cricketer, Michael Clarke stands out as one of Australia’s most celebrated stars of the game. As a person, he was often the subject of tabloid journalism, so I couldn’t wait to listen to his autobiography and to listen to his own words.
What I found was that Michael Clarke, while brash, modern and unapologetic, loves the game and has a real appreciation for those pillars of the sport who came before him. I learned so much about cricket and really enjoyed the behind the scenes look at cricket hierarchy in Australia in particular. In his book, Clarke didn’t shy away from reported controversies that he was a part of and didn’t spare us of many details what it was like to be captain of the Australia side.
While injuries led to his retirement from international cricket in 2015 at the relatively young playing age of 34, I really didn’t know the extent of his condition and what a struggle it had been for many of his years. He had been diagnosed with a chronic back condition at just seventeen, so, in hindsight, it’s quite remarkable that he lasted as long as he did.
Putting his pretty incredible on-field career aside, Clarke outlines many of the events that made the headlines back in his day and more than clears the air. Looking back, we were fed a certain persona and much of it was clearly untrue. Michael Clarke marched to his own beat, and I think that was frowned upon by the remnants of the stodgy old guard in the dressing room and back at corporate. Clearly the late great bowler Shane Warne could empathise with Clarke and thus, befriended him from the beginning. That says it all.
So, in closing, this is an unfiltered, honest account of Michael Clarke, who is aware of his shortcomings and eager, at printing, to move forward with his post-retirement life. He wrote this book with the same class that he played cricket, and I highly recommend it.