Pakistan Cricket: Just Forget It!

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While the purveyours of death, were training their guns on the beseiged bus ferrying the Lankan cricketers, pumping the air full of lead and spilling bucketfuls of human blood; it was pakistan cricket which fell prey to this lethal assasination bid. It has been all downhill for us for the past three years, from the vertigo inducing heights of an all out conquering of England at home in late 2005, we have done little except sliding down the drain. Such abysmal has been our performance and so wretched our lot, that just when a tormented and tortured nation consoles itself by thinking that the worst is over, our straw packed heroes manage to lower us by another notch. When the dysfunctional rabble of a cricketing outfit-Pakistan-were dumped out of the WC- that too by ireland of all sides-the furious and agitated fans, after a brief outrage, had lulled themselves into the belief, that our cricket has hit rock bottom, and from the bottom of this pit of humiliation, there is no way out for us except traversing upwards. The usual culling spree, jettisoning of the excess baggage, installation of a young mind and heart in the saddle of leadership, hiring of another foreigner as a coach, a convincing victory over the lankans and a sprightly T20 campaign later, we find ourselves back to the square one. As if we have travelled a full circle and after much effort, drama and suspense, we have achieved little except reaching the same point from which we had earlier set off. A point now dyed in the red of blood and clothed with tattered flesh of our slain security personneland buried somehwere in the fathomlessly deep pit of humiliation and misery Where do we actually stand now? What has gone wrong for us to deserve such an elegiac and funereal discourse? The answer is, we have gone nowhere, we have lost out footing, our standing in the comity of cricketing nations, and are going nowhere. What has gone wrong? Everything. What has gone right? Nothing. What was our past? Glorious. Present? Abysmal. Future? Forget it. How did it all happen? It happens, when a lamb is saddled with the responsbility of leading a herd of, if not exactly tigers, carnivores at least. Its the qualities and attributes of the leader which define the collective character and approach of the side, being led by him. As a fish stinks from its head, if a side gets caught in an eddy of infamy and disaster, its usually the fecklessness of their leader, which puts them into trouble. Pakistan Cricket, being governed by a inert and effete body, packed with humbugs of all sorts, has been quite assiduous in making sure that incompetence and fecklessness becomes synonymous with its cricket team. Undeserving executives, owing their jobs to an equally atrocious benefactor, applying the same policy of cronyism and sycophancy at every level of their responsbility, have brought things to such a pass. A wheedling and witless CEO would require unstinting and blind support of his kitchen cabinet,to stay afloat. Moving downwards, this compulsion of his would translate into a full fleged policy and guiding principle of operation for his organisation, and merit will continue to be sacrificed at the altar of blackmail and connivance.Once merit goes out of the window,its life which streams out of the body of an oraganisation, and all is left behind is a carcass, which if not imparted a frantic kiss of life, becomes cold and stiff and begins to stink. Pakistan cricket is a dead body, or so it has looked for the past couple of years.

All that and yet we have conjured up a few unparalleled feats in this darkest hour of our history. We have done quite a few “one of a kind” acts, salient ones being: We are the only cricketing nation in the world, with a test match forfeiture to our credit. A record which every other side in the world, minnows or biggies alike, would give anything not to emulate. We are the only cricketing nation in the world, with a proven and brazen match thrower, leading our side for a good couple of years. We are the only cricketing nation in the world, which doles out money generously to an obscure and unknown entity-in terms of coaching- with little or no competence or pedigree. We are the only cricketing nation in the world, whose side is riddled with several wannabe skippers, but none is forthcoming when it comes to a pinch. We nearly blazed a dubious trail by going into a test match without being formally led by a player, as the incumbent was nursing an injury while the rest were more than content playing the traunt. We should thank our lucky stars for not being made to put up with another unwanted record. We are the only cricketing nation in the world, who cossets and mollycoddles those, who reserve all their energies and abilities for minnows and get swept over by a frisson of excellence, when all is already lost. Theyfail against the best, fluff up againstthe better ones, while ground the minnows into dust, that too not always(remember the WC nightmare against Ireland). We are the only nation in the world, with an extensive and widely participated domestic circuit, in which thousands of players lock horns with each other, in a well laid out and elaborately tiered framework of competitions encompassing all forms of the game. Yet, what do these players get out of sweating and fretting out in the middle, all year long, and toppng the charts in the process? Nothing, except frsutration and agony at seeing less accomplished competitors of theirs being catapulted into the national side, at their expense. We are the only crickerting nation in the world, which despite having an army of security personnel at its disposal, cannot mobilize enough of them in time, to provide fool-proof security to our visitors. All these “only nation in the world” accomplishments and salient qualities, and yet we wonder why we find ourselves into such a morass? It all boils down to this simple Q & A: Where do we stand? Nowhere. Where are we headed? Nowhere. Reason being? Forget it. Is there any way out of it?

Forget it. What does the future hold for us? Just forget it!

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