Tosser’s are a lot like buses; sometimes one comes along every now and then and other times a whole bunch arrives at once. We used to do a ‘Wanker of the Week’ column here at ClubDes which proved the aforementioned theory and we didn’t stop because all the wankers went away, no far from it.
Shane Bond is one of our Wanker of the Week alumni. We did a bit on him when several months ago he decided that it was money, rather than playing for his country that mattered most and accordingly he turned his back on NZ cricket and headed off to ruddy India as a sporting mercenary loyal only to the chequebook.
We made the point that his departure was a nice kick in the balls for anyone that had coached or supported him from a junior level onwards, all for free and none of whom would get to see a cent of the many hundreds of thousands dollars he would make playing in front of crowds who would see him only as the big Caucasian from somewhere other than Bombay.
But now the Judas has returned and NZ cricket, so desperate for talent, have welcomed him back with open arms thus proving that they’re all keen to get down his members end and face a few balls. The memories at NZ cricket it would seem, are shorter than one of his bouncers.
To top it all off now the hero worship has started again after his taking a few wickets against the Paki’s last week who must be loving a 10 degree NZ summer. It didn’t take long for the media to start gushing over the guy and rolling out the James Bond references ad nauseam. Photos of him and team mates (who must be relieved to have just won a test) are popping up like pics on a 14 year old's Bebo page.
I wonder if NZ cricket would be so welcoming of them if they were to break the rules and piss off overseas for thirty pieces of silver, thus turning their back on their country. Probably, because desperate needs call for desperate measures when you’re struggling for credibility in a sport played by a handful of countries.
Sometimes that means even welcoming back a Judas back with open arms.
Shane Bond is one of our Wanker of the Week alumni. We did a bit on him when several months ago he decided that it was money, rather than playing for his country that mattered most and accordingly he turned his back on NZ cricket and headed off to ruddy India as a sporting mercenary loyal only to the chequebook.
We made the point that his departure was a nice kick in the balls for anyone that had coached or supported him from a junior level onwards, all for free and none of whom would get to see a cent of the many hundreds of thousands dollars he would make playing in front of crowds who would see him only as the big Caucasian from somewhere other than Bombay.
But now the Judas has returned and NZ cricket, so desperate for talent, have welcomed him back with open arms thus proving that they’re all keen to get down his members end and face a few balls. The memories at NZ cricket it would seem, are shorter than one of his bouncers.
To top it all off now the hero worship has started again after his taking a few wickets against the Paki’s last week who must be loving a 10 degree NZ summer. It didn’t take long for the media to start gushing over the guy and rolling out the James Bond references ad nauseam. Photos of him and team mates (who must be relieved to have just won a test) are popping up like pics on a 14 year old's Bebo page.
I wonder if NZ cricket would be so welcoming of them if they were to break the rules and piss off overseas for thirty pieces of silver, thus turning their back on their country. Probably, because desperate needs call for desperate measures when you’re struggling for credibility in a sport played by a handful of countries.
Sometimes that means even welcoming back a Judas back with open arms.
Bond on Bebo
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