Category Archives: India

Death Of A Gentleman Review

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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Hey Dave! An Open Letter To David Richardson

Dear Dave,

Yates is sorry to hear you’re a bit put out by the recent leaks of Lou Vincent and Brendan McCullum’s testimonies to the ACSU.

But you can’t be surprised at the frustration being felt by fans around the world that so few disciplinary measures or convictions have been achieved or contributed by the ACSU.  By so few I mean zero. Zip. None. Naff all. Not a God Damn thing.  The only convictions that have been achieved have come via discredited newspapers running scams and police tapping phone lines.  Nowhere was the ACSU to be seen.

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Sachin: Ave Atque Vale? Er, No.

Yates feels that it would not be appropriate to unleash this article on you without a word of friendly warning.

We are about to discuss the retirement of Sachin Tendulkar here with some colourful metaphors which may be likely to offend.  It may thrill you. It may shock you.  It might even horrify you.  Proceed no further if you are a mindless BCCI loving drone, convinced that a now retired Indian batsman (or, in fact, any other batsman) is some kind of deity or are offended by colourful metaphors.

Well, we did warn you…

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Time To Class The IPL As Sports Entertainment

Today’s revelations about 3 Indian cricketers being arrested over spot-fixing claims did not come as any surprise to Yates.  Equally the identity of one of the arrested cricketers (the one who played Test Cricket) did not surprise Yates, as he had always thought poorly of that particular person.  The usual denials and claims of conspiracy have come out, but the one thing that must be noted clearly is this:

These arrests have come as a result of work by the Delhi police, NOT by any cricketing Anti Corruption Unit. That sounds familiar…

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The Class Creep

Homeworkgate is like a badly written episode of Sunset Beach.  We’ve had lack of forethought from Arthur & Clarke, confidence shattering press conferences from Pat Howard, 4 players being excluded from test selection and Australia being deservedly handed their asses again (Sings “Three nil to the India! Three nil to the India!”).  Yesterday another revelation came to light.

Far from being an intellectual, which is no bad thing, Edward James McKenzie Cowan is nothing more than the class creep, the class grass.

That’s a shame because Yates was warming to him.  Not any more though.

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Advance Australia Where?

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.

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Mental Mickey?

Yates almost wet himself laughing this morning at the news that 4 of Australia’s touring squad in India have been dropped for the next test because they failed to complete a presentation about how the team could improve its performanes.

This has been described as “a breach of team protocol” but that is absolute b*ll*cks in Yates’ opinion.  Let us be more accurate in this assessment – it’s refusing to take part in mindless, pointless management games which suggest that Mickey Arthur hasn’t got a clue any more.

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