Yates’ Latin teacher was a very wise man. Of course, this was something which only became apparent with the passage of time. One of the many wise things he said was that history repeats itself. Yates will go further and say that if history repeats itself in the same organisation just over a year later then the people in that organisation are imbecilic bellends of the worst kind.
Some years ago an organisation made a director level appointment. There was the usual top brass bullshit and business buzzword bingo as part of the introductory PR spin. Big things were clearly expected from this new director.
It wasn’t long before this director’s significant flaws came to the fore. The first major decision made by this new director was based entirely on his own prejudices, refusing to present an honest justification and completely ignoring the existing excellent and continuing performance of the organisation.
Other decisions were also flawed, appointments made crucially so. The organisation’s performance, brand and reputation were being damaged by a supposedly safe pair of hands.
Australia are now 3-0 down in India. This is a serious headache for Arthur & Clarke but one of their own making because of their poor management. Arthur & Clarke have nailed their colours to the mast and expect players to adhere to those standards. But as Yates has already written, those same standards must apply to them as well. So the news that Michael Clarke’s dodgy back has flared up again highlights injury management by both CA, Arthur and the player himself.
Inspired by a certain yogurt advertising campaign, this is a phrase Yates has had floating around his mind for a while. It occasionally gets an airing as part of the phrase “Better to lick the lid of life than the Window Of Stupidity”. The last couple of days has seen the Window Of Stupidity take one hell of a licking thanks to the antics and poor management in the Aussie cricket team.
Yates has no issue with desires for professionalism. Maybe Arthur & Clarke have seen the error of their ways so far and said “enough is enough”. As a result they have screwed consistency and a clear message without drama and made themselves and Cricket Australia a laughing stock. Ijaz Butt, Justin Vaughan and Ernest Hilaire must be wetting themselves with laughter.
Listening to some favourite music here in Yates’ towers, Yates suddenly found himself singing along to a song but with some different lyrics. Who would have thought Ozzy Osbourne and the Aussie cricket team would be linked in a post here?
Any tour of India is a challenge. It becomes even more so when the perception is that the touring batsmen generally haven’t a clue against spin bowling on turning pitches along with the well documented story known as KPGate which could equally have been called ECB Couldn’t Manage A Slash In The Morning Gate.
As Yates wrote previously, “Flower must manage and monitor Sally Broad, Graeme Swann and James Anderson equally as much as he manages and monitors KP”. It seems like most of the tour party has come out with the usual platitudes the “Re-integration process” has gone well and they’re glad that a line has been drawn so people can move forwards. Business bullshit bingo to the fore.
With David Collier’s senseless outburst yesterday, Yates has spent much of the day wondering what Collier thought he would be able to achieve. An answer is as far away now as it ever was. So it was a delight to read that what the Feckless Five at the ECB don’t get, someone else does.
You wouldn’t have gotten any more faeces out of Seedy Giles Clarke if you’d have given him a double dose of Picolax twenty minutes before yesterday’s press conference. Are the ECB now sponsored by Andrex?
What is all this crap about a “Holding camp” and a “Programme”? Some kind of illegal alien alcoholic treatment centre? Drunk Daleks with delirium tremens? Plastered Primords peeing and puking pyrotechnically? Wankered Weeping Angels wobbling off into the night? Has Seedy Giles been talking to Steven Moffat?
Those in charge of English cricket have been shown up as inflated buffoons obsessed with verbal diarrhoea. This was was verbal diarrhoea at its worst from a serial offender. One thing Seedy Giles has managed is to get the word “Re-integration” mocked mercilessly.