Ah, match-fixing. Or match-fixing allegations, anyway. There’s a lot of noise being made about that at the moment. Big noise, too. And all us cricket tragics have dived head first into tragedy. We just love a little bit of drama, don’t we? All this white clothes stuff, how boring, give us action, give us satisfaction!
Believe it or not, I have figured all of this out. All of it. I know the reason why these allegations are being thrown around. I know it’s not right to compare cricket to politics (well, it’s all run by politicians, right?). Anyway. Here in Saffa land we have this guy called Julius Malema. Whenever our government does something they need the attention diverted from he pops up and says something stupid.
I’d like to compare him to the ‘crooked bookie who dragged Aamer and co’s names through the mud’ for this hypothesis.
The government shall be: The Ashes. Yes! The Ashes. Why? Because there are only 83 days left to go until the Ashes and if ‘the crooked bookie who dragged Aamer and co’s names through the mud’ did not emerge…guess what we would have been talking about for 83 days? You guessed it, the bloody Ashes.
Not that I don’t like the Ashes, hell, I love it. But we all know the pre-hype frenzy that surrounds it can be absolute torture. Of course then, the government realized that this has blown up much bigger than they anticipated and everybody is now being accused of fixing something. So the ECB had to pull yet another Malema. So Kevin Pietersen acting like a Twit. Then he said sorry.
Now we can all talk about the Ashes. 83 days.
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Wait, I cannot fathom it being so starighftorward.