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A MAN I CALLED MY HERO – Some of Ranjit’s memoirs and his hero Ben Navaratne Life in Kotahena was a great joy, and during the cricket season every bare patch of ground that could accommodate a game of softball cricket in the area, was occupied by hundreds of young players of all ages and sizes. My love for the game thrived in that vibrant sporting environment. There was no supervision and we managed our own little test matches working our way through, in the best way we could. Before long, around the age of 12 or 13, I was playing hard ball cricket and started representing my school at the under 14 age group and making some progress as a batsman in the top order, however except for my rather defensive technique which I had developed on my own, there wasn’t much to show. Then things started to happen ...