Ramiz Raja is not seen as a commentator by many in Bangladesh: he is an enemy combatant in the way of their march to glory[COPYRIGHT SIGN] PCB
The YouTube video is titled"Ramiz Raza undermines Bangladesh."It starts with a clip from a post-match press conference whereRamiz Rajais speaking toTamim Iqbaland then it transitions to a young man sitting in front of his computer. The young man starts talking.
"Hi guys, it is regarding about Ramiz Raja, he was taking the interview of Tamim Iqbalyesterday."
The young man is very focused, very serious, staring straight down the lens. He talks about the interview, and why it bothers him, and then says "Are you f*****g blind, or are you not watching? I don't know, I don't understand, do you have an issue with Bangladesh, or are you just jealous about Bangladesh? Stop doingit, mate. Don't be f*****g daft, don't be f*****g blind, mate. Stop doing it."
Then he disappears and Dr Dre's "The NextEpisode" starts playing.
There is no cricket fan who doesn't get frustrated at cricket commentators. We spend so much time with them, and it's impossible to like all of them. It might be their voice, their intonation, their accent, their words, their phraseology, their outlook, their biases, their alleged biases, their knowledge, their playing style, their tweeting style, to name but a fraction of the reasons.There is also the quality of cricket commentary. It would he hard to suggest we are in a golden age, or even a bronze age. At best, it's a beige age. Cricket broadcasters don't scour the globe lookingfor the best and the brightest; they hire ex-players who are famous and put them in front of a microphone. The very, very worst usually don't survive. The very best become household names.Most fall in the middle ground. They wait anxiously for the call from producers around the world. They have to satisfy production companies, broadcasters, and ever increasingly, cricket boards. It means that they have to be safe, middling by nature. They are often booked at the last minute, they are well compensated, but unless they have a lucrative home board contract, chances are they don't feel secure.As many are ex-players, they do not do the kind of research a broadcast professional or journalist would, or at least should, do. Off air they often say things like, "I know cricket, so I don't have to follow it." Increasingly they are listened to by knowledgeable fans who often know more about the player than the commentator. The frustration brims as the commentator says something wrong. And now with Twitter, there are instant and constant corrections.It is a hard job, often done poorly.But most people just don't take commentators that seriously. They have become the background noise of cricket, rather than the voice of god they once were. There are now also more options to listen to. White Line Wireless and Guerilla Cricket ofter alternative commentary. There is also usually a radio or tune-in broadcast that you can sync with your TV. Chances are, cricket will never have another John Arlott or Richie Benaud as the game's voice.So with all that, imagine that one commentator was so hated that news stations rerun his commentary to highlighthow bad he is, that cricket journalists pen open letters about his behaviour and people burn effigies of him in the street.Now imagine this man is the well-coiffed slick package of Ramiz Raja. For most cricket fans, a harmless commentator whocan occasionally gaffe. To Bangladeshis, the enemy.
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The YouTube video is titled"Ramiz Raza undermines Bangladesh."It starts with a clip from a post-match press conference whereRamiz Rajais speaking toTamim Iqbaland then it transitions to a young man sitting in front of his computer. The young man starts talking.
"Hi guys, it is regarding about Ramiz Raja, he was taking the interview of Tamim Iqbalyesterday."
The young man is very focused, very serious, staring straight down the lens. He talks about the interview, and why it bothers him, and then says "Are you f*****g blind, or are you not watching? I don't know, I don't understand, do you have an issue with Bangladesh, or are you just jealous about Bangladesh? Stop doingit, mate. Don't be f*****g daft, don't be f*****g blind, mate. Stop doing it."
Then he disappears and Dr Dre's "The NextEpisode" starts playing.
There is no cricket fan who doesn't get frustrated at cricket commentators. We spend so much time with them, and it's impossible to like all of them. It might be their voice, their intonation, their accent, their words, their phraseology, their outlook, their biases, their alleged biases, their knowledge, their playing style, their tweeting style, to name but a fraction of the reasons.There is also the quality of cricket commentary. It would he hard to suggest we are in a golden age, or even a bronze age. At best, it's a beige age. Cricket broadcasters don't scour the globe lookingfor the best and the brightest; they hire ex-players who are famous and put them in front of a microphone. The very, very worst usually don't survive. The very best become household names.Most fall in the middle ground. They wait anxiously for the call from producers around the world. They have to satisfy production companies, broadcasters, and ever increasingly, cricket boards. It means that they have to be safe, middling by nature. They are often booked at the last minute, they are well compensated, but unless they have a lucrative home board contract, chances are they don't feel secure.As many are ex-players, they do not do the kind of research a broadcast professional or journalist would, or at least should, do. Off air they often say things like, "I know cricket, so I don't have to follow it." Increasingly they are listened to by knowledgeable fans who often know more about the player than the commentator. The frustration brims as the commentator says something wrong. And now with Twitter, there are instant and constant corrections.It is a hard job, often done poorly.But most people just don't take commentators that seriously. They have become the background noise of cricket, rather than the voice of god they once were. There are now also more options to listen to. White Line Wireless and Guerilla Cricket ofter alternative commentary. There is also usually a radio or tune-in broadcast that you can sync with your TV. Chances are, cricket will never have another John Arlott or Richie Benaud as the game's voice.So with all that, imagine that one commentator was so hated that news stations rerun his commentary to highlighthow bad he is, that cricket journalists pen open letters about his behaviour and people burn effigies of him in the street.Now imagine this man is the well-coiffed slick package of Ramiz Raja. For most cricket fans, a harmless commentator whocan occasionally gaffe. To Bangladeshis, the enemy.
Read more:http://www.espncricinfo.com/magazine/content/story/991651.html
