The MCC’s decision to go ahead with a severely curtailed tour by white South African cricketers next summer was probably inevitable. The cricketing authorities were too heavily committed to their policy of so called bridge-building to back down without losing face.
The decision is none the less regrettable. It is also alien to the spirit in which cricket has traditionally been played. The spectacle of next summer’s heavily guarded grounds filled with specially privileged ticket crowds will speak for itself. The whole enterprise is worlds away from the free-and-easy camaraderie which normally dignifies the summer game.
Even this might have been stomached if the MCC’s claim to be defending a worthwhile principle could be accepted. But Mr Billy Griffith made it clear at his press conference last Thursday that the MCC’s concern with multi-racial cricket was little more than lip-service. He repeatedly refused to elaborate on what the MCC was doing about encouraging multi-racial cricket in South Africa apart from relying on the good faith of the South African authorities.
Their good faith, if it exists, is irrelevant. They are powerless.
“This country has a Dickensian attitude of self-righteously pretending we care about the old, but refusing to foot the bill.”
Richard Crossman, secretary of state for social services.
Samuel Beckett has written a new play – Breath. It lasts 30 seconds, has no actors and no dialogue, and its props are “miscellaneous rubbish.”
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