From our broadcasting box you can't see any grass at all. It is simply a carpet of humanity.

Media were never allowed into an Australian dressing room until I became skipper. I changed that and invited them in at the close of play each day, thereby confirming for many administrators they had appointed a madman as captain.

But I think the only thing that annoys me about that is if I suddenly find someone on commercial radio or something like that, mimicking my voice or actions and trying to promote a product and pretending it's me doing it.

The key thing was to learn the value of economy with words and to never insult the viewer by telling them what they can already see.

Gatting at fine leg - that's a contradiction in terms.

Any captain can only do his best for the team and for cricket. When you are winning, you are a hero. Lose, and the backslappers fade away.

The problem with relying on nostalgia for commentary is that people only remember the good things.