In 1976, the Observer talked to some unlikely sporting superfans about what kept them watching.
The 89-year-old playwright Ben Travers showed a photo of himself playing cricket as a boy in 1896; the start of a lifelong passion. He had travelled thousands of miles to watch England play and his memory for long-distant matches and catches remained razor-sharp. That included a boyhood dream: seeing WG Grace score a century. ‘To hear him describe it is to look through a window into a sunny Victorian afternoon.’
