Prices for tickets for certain games are not cheap. I am forking out £75 to watch England play Sri Lanka at Lord's in a few weeks and with beers, food etc I am looking at two hundred sheets for a day out, more if I get really lashed and end up in a venue of ill repute in Soho. It is a lot of dough. It is my choice to pay that to watch live sport, but should I be watching acting then I would be horrified. A visit to the Barbican to watch a decent bit of Shakespeare won't set you back as much as to watch a Midsummer Day's Dream between England and Sri Lanka.
Vincent's revelations and confessions that he was match fixing have disgusted me. Yes, it has been common knowledge that there has been spot fixing or match fixing going on for years. However, you have always thought it is in some tin pot limited overs thrash in Sharjah. The fact that he was doing it whilst at Sussex and Lancashire over here brings it closer to home. Along with Mr X, who is widely rumoured to be Chris Cairns, a man who played club cricket in North London at a club less than a mile away from my own when he was younger, these revelations damage cricket. Whether you believe Brendon McCullum, Cairns or a man such as Vincent who is in essence, well and truly fucked, is entirely of your own volition.
Vincent's ex missus has now waded in to the argument saying that Vile Vincent cost Cairns a lot of money over a game in India. Cairns was the daddy of all the fixes according to Lou, and got him involved. Brendon McCullum names the same ringleader as Vincent, whilst Lou claims a Sussex player in 2011 who has now retired was also a major fixer. If it is Cairns, it will be even sadder. An excellent cricketer, hard hitting and great to watch. I was privileged enough to see him carve Harmison, Flintoff and Co all over the ground in 2004 at Lord's on Andrew Strauss' debut.
So what are the ICC and their infamous match fixing department doing about it? Err sweet Fanny Adams, or as the afore mentioned Shakespeare would have said, Much Ado About Nothing. Vincent's ex wife gave her statement in October whilst Mohammed Ashraful admitted being naughty a year ago and yet still nothing has happened to him. There have been thirteen names in an envelope sitting in India for a few months now, yet still nothing has happened. Why? Because money talks. Maybe they are waiting for what happened to Hansie Cronje or Bob Woolmer, so they can brush it under the carpet? Accidents allegedly. The IPL is riddled with fixing, corruption and dodgy bets, yet commands so much dosh that the ICC are scared to wade in.
|Splash em Daddy|
Whilst I am on my soapbox, the law needs changing in the UK too. The three Pakistanis were imprisoned the other year on a perverting the course of justice law from 1906, designed to weed out corrupt civil servants. The message needs to go out to cricketers that if they are corrupt and being dodgy, then long terms of imprisonment beckon.
At least when we were watching World of Sport in the seventies, we all knew that wrestling was acting. If cricket went the same way, it would be extremely sad. Like a wife whose husband has been cheating, I feel slightly dirty and used.
As for Lou Vincent and the like, they need a Big Daddy 'splash'.