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“The risk is, as ever, that the hyperbole of IPL will simply smother the cricket; perhaps the members of the IPL's cheer squad should stop listening to each other and start listening to themselves.”

Quote by Gideon Haigh

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Gideon Haigh
Gideon Haigh

Gideon Haigh is a distinguished Australian sports journalist, particularly recognized for his expertise in cricket reporting. Born on December 29, 1965, Haigh has made substantial contributions to the field of sports journalism, with a focus on cricket. His insightful and engaging writing style has garnered him a dedicated following among sports fans. more

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