This piece is one that had been brewing for a while. Recent events compelled its completion.
More and more it seems that a career in professional sport is seen as a springboard into the media covering that sport. Broadcasters and journalists are being replaced by former players, some of whom are little more than mouthpieces, puppets or poor jester impersonations.
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Are the ECB Management Fit For Purpose?
“Fit for purpose” is an interesting phrase. One of those business bullshit phrases but one that carries some actual clout. It is subjective; who decides what constitutes “fit for purpose”? What one may hold as a definition will differ from that held by others.
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Yesterday’s “punishment” handed out by the ECB to Durham CCC was as violent and brutal a shafting as Yates has ever seen. Anywhere. The ECB completely ignored their own part in affairs – it was the ECB who encouraged Durham to become part of a system that would leave them desperately reliant on getting a test match to cover the costs of their applying for the right to host it – and handed down a massively disproportionate and unfair sanctioning.
It goes without saying that Yates is not impressed by this latest batch of imbecility from the ECB. ECB sanctioning decisions have no right of appeal, just like the kangaroo court that is the Cricket Disciplinary Committee, so those affected by the decision can’t do a damn thing about it.
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The ongoing discussion between the pro-City franchise supporters and those of us who won’t accept being ridden over by the ECB’s insistence on gagging clauses and attempts to present a fait accompli gives Yates an opportunity to share a parable with y’all.
Pour yourself a nice mug of tea, settle back and enjoy this Parable of Corporate Bullshit
It was a Tuesday morning. Yates had been doing his usual techie things in the server room and emerged for a mouthful of coffee. The atmosphere in the section by the server room was unusually manic. No inspections were impending, maybe the section manager’s dodgy deals and misdeeds had been discovered and he’d been sacked. This thought pleased Yates greatly.
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Yates has written previously about so-called journalists who seem capable of only producing content of which the ECB would approve. Either because there’s an ECB hand shoved up their arse or because they are a really vile piece of filth.
Paul Newman falls into this latter category. People have tweeted that he’s a nice chap, even decent and only doing his job.
The more Yates thinks about that the more he comes to one simple conclusion: that’s bollocks.
Yates firmly believes that whatever you write, people put an element of themselves in that writing. Paul Newman’s track record at the Daily Heil speaks for itself: there’s nothing nice about any of his work for the Daily Heil. In fact there’s very little to like about the Daily Heil in general.
And “He’s only doing his job”? The Nuremberg defence. Really? That speaks for itself. Bringing that up is an immediate loss of argument.
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Having already written about the concept of City based T20 Franchises, more has come to light about the Mediocre Men’s plans.
Remember, this is all going on behind a veil of secrecy – counties have been subject to gagging clauses so cannot comment on anything they may be asked by concerned county supporters and members.
Continue reading City Based Franchises: Greed Ahead Of The Game
Oh look, another list on the Internet. Big fat hairy deal. When someone gets short of decent content, be it original or thought provoking, they invariably resort to that most overused thing – the list. The Cricketer magazine has come up with its own English Cricket Power List.
When you’ve been around science fiction fandom and classic rock fandom as long as Yates has you come to view lists as nothing more than an attempt at grabbing attention, often through contentious opinions, arse kissing, spurious bullshit or trying to settle a score.
Doctor Who, Space:1999, Stingray fandom have all had their (un) civil war moments, never mind trying to discuss certain rock guitarists or drummers. This sort of stuff has been going on for years; the world wide web in particular has given platforms to all sorts of people, some of whom probably need to open their bedroom windows, get a shower and get out a bit more while others really need to wake up, get a spine and engage their critical thinking abilities.
Continue reading Oh Look – Another List On The Internet
Relative silence here doesn’t mean all is well with the cricket world. Far from it. The BCCI is trying everything it can to avoid implementing the Lodha Review despite being told by the Supreme Court to stop fannying around and bloody well do it. South Africa’s national team is now subject to the kind of government interference the ICC is supposed to be intolerant of. Pakistan still haven’t played a home test match in Christ knows how long and should not have been allowed to bring Mohammad Amir to the UK for their tour. Australia have been exposed as being bloody awful against spin and just given the kind of stuffing Yates would like to give Bonnie Langford. Andre Russell is allowed to play cricket despite allegedly missing three drug tests. And Giles Clarke is still president of the ECB.
All is definitely not well with the game.
Continue reading The Mediocre Men: Graves & Harrison’s T20 Plans
For those of us deemed “outside cricket”, who follow the game and ask the awkward questions that have seen us branded with the OC monicker, Jarrod Kimber and Sam Collins’ Death of A Gentleman is confirmation of the slime, sleaze, conflicts of interest and corruption at the heart of cricket’s global governance. If you like or love cricket and aren’t aware of or up to date with the happenings in the game’s governance then you need to see this film. No ifs or buts, you must see this film.
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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.
Continue reading Bellendery In Extremis