What happened was a tragedy
R.I.P. Philip Hughes. I can’t pretend I’d heard of him until last week. I can’t pretend I care about cricket. But what happened to that man was a tragedy.
He may have fulfilled the cliché of dying doing what he loved but in this circumstance, it just makes it all the more tragic.
He should have been adding another 37 runs to reach his century, not being rushed to hospital where he would never regain consciousness after being struck on the top of the neck by a ball in Sydney.
He was only 25. He should’ve celebrated his birthday on Sunday. Instead of planning a birthday bash, his family were planning a funeral.
It was a freak accident but people all over the world have already made monumental efforts to make sure the New South Wales sportsman will not be forgotten.
Australia cricket team captain Michael Clarke read out a speech on television in the days following his death and summed up the situation perfectly.
But not with his words, with his actions; each word took an age to be spoken as he struggled to hold back another flood of tears.
But spare a thought also for Sean Abbott. The fact that it was a complete accident won’t stop that moment from haunting him forever.