http://thenewdaily.com.au/sport/2014/11/27/michael-clarkes-finest-hour-crickets-darkest-day/

Just truly tragic for all involved.

Summed up my feelings.

Shattered...

Wow. This cartoon really hit the spot.

Last night i went out and had far too many beers in honour of Phil & this picture got the tears rolling again

Wow. This cartoon really hit the spot.

Last night i went out and had far too many beers in honour of Phil & this picture got the tears rolling again

Same here WYL. I saw that cartoon last night and lost it.

Same here WYL. I saw that cartoon last night and lost it.

I feel just as sad for Sean Abbott

Poor kid will never get over this. Hughes will be remembered every summer...

Patrick Smith poignantly captures the great tragedy at the SCG:

The picture of Abbott cradling the head of Hughes with the tender hands of a father nursing his new born is one of the saddest, most beautiful pictures sport has ever seen. It could have been a painting.

It captures that moment when everybody on the ground knows a mate is fighting to live on.

Very moving.

Patrick Smith poignantly captures the great tragedy at the SCG:

The picture of Abbott cradling the head of Hughes with the tender hands of a father nursing his new born is one of the saddest, most beautiful pictures sport has ever seen. It could have been a painting.

It captures that moment when everybody on the ground knows a mate is fighting to live on.

Very moving.

Smith like Flanagan understands sport

The rest are just boring hacks most of the time...

Vale Phil Hughes.

#PutOutYourBats

#63notout

Unbelievable scenes in the NZ v Pakistan test. "PH" under the fern on their shirt. No post-wicket celebrations.

Some other great tributes included the retirement score in junior cricket this weekend being changed from 50 to 63.

Never been an event like this. Will admit I've shed a tear today for someone I never met.

Does anyone think the kid who bowled the ball will play again?

If he does Ill bet its not for a long time, he must be shattered beyond belief

Does anyone think the kid who bowled the ball will play again?

If he does Ill bet its not for a long time, he must be shattered beyond belief

Doubtful...I couldn't.

Wow. This cartoon really hit the spot.

Last night i went out and had far too many beers in honour of Phil & this picture got the tears rolling again

Difficult not to shed a tear with so many moving tributes from all around the world.

Put out your bat, great idea.

RIP Phil.

Just watched Michael Clarke's press conference. I have always respected him but that respect level has just soared. What an amazing captain. He has probably just been through the most traumatic few days of his life and is obviously so shattered. He has spoken so well all week but the tears were falling today. He has really held that team together. This sort of tragedy shows what an amazing captain he really is.

Thought this was worth sharing from Adam Burnett:

It’s a tragedy of circumstance that’s left our game in tatters,

A happening that makes us ask just how much cricket matters.

A young man lost so suddenly without a rhyme or reason,

How does one accept that Phillip Hughes has played his final season?

But with the grief and sadness there’s also cause for celebration,

For a life that scaled lofty heights and charmed this sports-mad nation.

For a gift that burned so brightly, that was raw and hard to tame,

For that cheeky grin, ubiquitous with mention of his name.

From early doors they pinned him as a legend in the making,

Macksville locals soon lost count of records he was breaking.

The whispers grew, the rumours flew, the tales did the rounds,

Of a cacky-handed run machine whose talent knew no bounds,

A homespun style, an eagle eye, a focus few could rival,

The simple traits that paved the way for this country boy’s arrival.

Because despite the rural passion that defined him til his last,

For Phillip Hughes the path was clear, his cricket die was cast.

To Sydney with a bullet he flew straight down the Pacific,

Within in a blink, while still a teen, his numbers were prolific.

Here was a kid, a prodigy, who had to make his mark,

The youngest man in baggy blue since a certain Michael Clarke.

The youngest gun to make a ton in a final of the Shield,

A bush technique honed on the land found gaps in any field.

And as the hundreds piled up, we knew greater things awaited,

Sure enough, to Africa, where a champion was created.

The story now is folklore in the history of the game,

With a pair of tons in Durban, Phillip Hughes had made his name.

Cutting, slicing, arrowing, he took South Africa apart,

He was 20, he was brilliant, he was playing from the heart.

But what goes up, it must come down, a fact each player knows,

With the glory and the triumphs come the failures and the lows.

Four times he lost his place in his beloved Test match side,

Four times he vowed to fight again, and he wouldn’t be denied.

Until that fateful day when he would play his final innings,

A knock that promised greater things, suggested new beginnings.

We were clueless to the scale as the accident unfurled,

Had no idea this tragedy would rock the cricket world.

But in our darkest moments we cling to things that make life brighter,

And the sport has been united by the memory of a fighter.

And while the flashy blade and diamond studs could well have fooled a few,

There was never any argument, he was country through and through.

Because beyond the adulation, past the thrill of Test match battle,

There remained a constant yearning, for his home, for Angus cattle.

For the undivided love he knew from father and from mother,

For that familial connection to one’s sister and their brother.

So raise a glass for Phillip Hughes, put out your bat with pride,

Let’s salute a little character who took life’s hurdles in his stride.

The nation mourns, the cricket stops, but never be in doubt,

That somewhere far above us, he’s still sixty-three not out.

Clarke has been hard done by as captain.

His presence and leadership during this tragedy has been outstanding.

I hope the doubters rethink.

Difficult not to shed a tear with so many moving tributes from all around the world.

Put out your bat, great idea.

RIP Phil.

Yep - had my bat out since last night. So sad to see it there, but such a touching gesture started by a father in Sydney. Cudos to him, and respect to Phil Hughes.

Unbelievable scenes in the NZ v Pakistan test. "PH" under the fern on their shirt. No post-wicket celebrations.

Some other great tributes included the retirement score in junior cricket this weekend being changed from 50 to 63.

Never been an event like this. Will admit I've shed a tear today for someone I never met.

Haunting wasn't it?

A batsman makes 197, gets caught, nothing from him, nothing from the bowler, nothing from the catcher.

RIP Phil

Haunting wasn't it?

A batsman makes 197, gets caught, nothing from him, nothing from the bowler, nothing from the catcher.

RIP Phil

Remarkable form of respect shown by both teams.

"Sir Elton John stopped his concert in Germany on Thursday night to pay tribute to fallen Australian cricket Phillip Hughes.

The singer, who confesses to being a huge fan of the sport, was saddened by the untimely death of Hughes and wanted to honour him while showing support for bowler Sean Abbott who delivered the bouncer that killed Hughes."

Amazing.

Finally found a bat to put outside in tribute to Phillip Hughes. Oddly in 16 seasons of mediocre play I never owned my own bat but I have this one. It is a 1926 bat signed by the 1926 tour side. Great stuff but I can't seem to get a photo up here to prove my case. But it is on twitter under Meredith if you are interested.

Finally found a bat to put outside in tribute to Phillip Hughes. Oddly in 16 seasons of mediocre play I never owned my own bat but I have this one. It is a 1926 bat signed by the 1926 tour side. Great stuff but I can't seem to get a photo up here to prove my case. But it is on twitter under Meredith if you are interested.

I share your grief at not being able to post photos.

Finally found a bat to put outside in tribute to Phillip Hughes. Oddly in 16 seasons of mediocre play I never owned my own bat but I have this one. It is a 1926 bat signed by the 1926 tour side. Great stuff but I can't seem to get a photo up here to prove my case. But it is on twitter under Meredith if you are interested.

There are a plethora of Merediths', more info please.