My father took me for the Bangalore Test against Alvin Kallicharan’s West Indies when I was about six years old. Already Sunil Gavaskar, G.R. Vishwanath and Kapil Dev were my heroes. It was, interestingly, a period of transition for Indian cricket. The previous tour of Pakistan had seen the final decline of the great spin quartet and the emergence of Kapil. Of course, such a way of looking at Test cricket came much later. At six, it was about heroes, and it was deeply disappointing to see Gavaskar being dismissed the first ball he faced, caught at gully. I remember Vishy making runs. My father kept telling me, “Watch Kalli, watch Kalli.” Kallicharan got some runs too. My father pointed out matters of technique and temperament that allowed a boy to enter the fascinating world of adults through cricket!