Tag Archives: Earl Best

Neither Brian Lara with his multiple batting records nor Curtly Ambrose with his deadly destructive 20.99 ODI bowling average was deemed good enough to make the final ESPN World XI. Joel Garner, whose ODI strike rate is an impressive 50.8 and whose average is even more impressive at an incredible …

Forty days and 40 nights. And counting… NCC has had its say. Communications is largely silent. Tourism has been silenced. Community Development, Culture and the Arts has had nothing to say. But the volume of kangkatang in this year’s Carnival, it seems to me, makes a proper post-mortem imperative. And …

“Faith,” the King James version of the Holy Bible tells us in Hebrews 11:1, “is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” But Communications Minister Maxie Cuffie was careful not to mention that very relevant Bible verse in his Easter message to the troubled citizenry …

POW! POW! POW! Fans of Chinese food could be forgiven for licking their lips on the morning of Tuesday 4 April. Who really could imagine, before seeing the ‘Three shot dead in Port of Spain’ drop head, that the Express’ front page headline referred not to the steamed or fried …

Ivy pack up she clothes to leave/because John was down and out (…) (…) Johnny nearly kill she with blows/Poor Ivy bawl like a cow… (“No money, no love”) Women are taking a beating in Trinidad and Tobago. And if that were merely a metaphor, neither the news nor Sparrow’s …

Tiger Woods, I read somewhere, trains with 50 pounds of weights strapped to his chest and back. Tiger was just 41 last December 30; I was 67 on Saturday. A quarter of a century makes a big difference. They do say, however, that age is just a number. But if …

I doh have no media tabanca.  Some Wired868 readers think I do but I don’t; I swear. I abandoned the conventional media—well, more accurately, the conventional media amputated me—after I had spent four years at the Guardian followed immediately by six at the Express. I have no regrets. There hasn’t been …

In the beginning was the word and the word was with Hart and the word was heart. And the Soca Warriors were looking like the 300, capable of beating tremendous odds. But there was a boy called David who, like the fellah in front in Sparrow’s “Ten to One is …

“!Viva Zapata!” “!Y muera Trinidad!” T&T lost the football war at the Hasely Crawford Stadium last night but the local picongers were in fine fettle. The visitors won only the last exchange which came as the final whistle sounded. The score was Mexico 1, Trinidad 0, leading to the sarcastic …

“Ah wasn’t going and come noway,” he said, waving his hand above his head and waving it in that curly Indian dancer way, “buh ah glad ah change mih mind. The boys make mih happy.” There was a tassa band heating up the place at the corner of Taylor Street …

Time was when, if yuh neighbour house on fire, yuh used to throw water on your own. Not anymore, not in politics anyway. Nowadays, if yuh political neighbour house on fire, yuh does throw pitchoil. I thought that was the hidden message in an unpublished letter sent to Wired868 by …

I couldn’t believe my ears. Had the radio just said that the Minister of Education was planning to start instruction in panmanship in the nation’s schools? Had someone finally seen the light after all these years, just as the Lloyd Best Institute of the West Indies was launching a week-long …