These relationships lasted a lifetime and terminated only with his passing. Because of his skill, even the world’s best cricket players would stop and watch him bowl; they were always in awe. His run-up, which was pure beauty in its simplicityu2014slow, lazy, and flowingu2014was referred to by the best players as poetry in motion.
Source: The Indian Express
Bedi showed himself to be a soft-spoken master of cunning during a time when the game and the spectators were enthralled with the huge, bulky fast bowlers who wanted to smash batters’ heads off.
He wasn’t sly at all in his private life. As his junior teammates put it, he loved his teammates more than he loved his parents, and the outpouring of love from all over the world bears witness to that. Bedi shared his art with anyone who would listen, regardless of whether they were players from Pakistan, Australia, or England. He believed in the commonwealth of cricket, the magnificent game he blessed.
Source: India Today
The fact that he was the sport’s conscience-keeper and everlasting gadflyu2014speaking the truth to power without fear or favouru2014may be his most significant legacy. One could always count on Bedi to deliver a frank and straightforward statement when discussing matters of sporting morality, such as what was right or wrong in the sport or in the behaviour of its officials. If his remarks offended officialdom, one could be certain he wouldn’t give a damnu2014a very uncommon quality indeed. Even if Bedi was a cricket romantic till the very end, such individuals may be bitter. There will never be another you, Mr. Bedi. Goodbye.
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