I was conducting a post mortem with a Fortis bredrin yesterday, who, sensing my anger, advised, "don't write anything today." And I didn't. I'm now pleased to advise, that today, on a brand new day, my anger has subsided. But, not by much.
 
Touts
 
I have an enduring respect for Clive Lloyd. But when I saw his run-up interview, conducted by Barry Wilkinson, he sounded more like the Tout-in-Chief. Not the Selector-in-Chief. "I'm proud of what they (the boys) have achieved so far. And they will give a good account of themselves," or words to that effect. Could this be the same team he was speaking of, which like a five-pound rat, had squeaked into the quarter-finals, as if wiggling its way through a quarter-inch round rat-hole? And just like a tout at Caymanas Park, he like the other high-profile touts, was nowhere to be heard or seen, after the horse-race was run.    
 
Folks, I'm a West Indian, for the West Indies. But there's something called 'full-and unadulterated disclosure', that sellers are duly bound to disclose to prospective buyers. The truth should have been told. Caveat emptor. This was a horse, running out of its class.    
 
A bad drop

Then the match got underway. And as soon as it did, Samuels at forward square, missed a sharp chance off Martin Guptill. Needless to say, Samuels' alarm clock, had not yet rung. Too early folks. The gentleman was still in his slumber. The lucky opening batsman was at the time, on 4. At the end of New Zealand's proceedings, The little fellow was still there - on 237.
 
Bad memories
 
I was at Sabina Park twenty (20) years ago, when wicketkeeper (and now West Indies selector), Courtney Browne, put down Steve Waugh early in his innings, off Kenny Benjamin. The feisty batsman was on 42. Last I know, Waugh who made an even 200, was still batting. And the Frank Worrell trophy? It has never been since seen. And might never be seen again. At least, not again, in my lifetime
 
It was from then, that the nose-dive began. And since then Humpty-Dumpty, has never been made whole. Many commanders have since then, commandeered the left seat. But none has been able to pull back the yoke. The horizontal stabilizers are jammed.

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In reply to CaribbeanCricket.com

Well writ, but Richie is the manager. He's probably asleep behind those dark glasses until called upon to perform whatever managerial duties there are.

In reply to CaribbeanCricket.com

Well written...

In reply to CaribbeanCricket.com

Fantastic article, when I wrote about Lloyd presence in the dressing room and his secret meetings with Jason and his meddling with Ambrose's job- I wrote this only today -see the post, "Simmons in but Lloyd must go," some peeps in here called my a trouble maker.

Simmons must get a clan slate to take this team forward.

No Lloyd
No Richardson
No Browne
No Cameron
No Wavell

In reply to Emir

OPERATION CLEAN HOUSE will be in full effect. Sir Clive Lloyd is the Commander in Chief --so shut up with your talk about "No Lloyd"

...not this century for sure!!!

.... nor the WISDEN that Hunt gave back to England as well!!

In reply to Emir

Where Lloyd is concerned it goes further than that. I watched the same interview with Barry Wilkinson and Lloyd came off as a doddering old fool. He seemed to be in another world, choking on his English accent.
Thank you for your service but you are way, way past your sell by date.
This is not the time for being sentimental.

The Author is asking for miracles , that aint going to happen , because Phil Simmons aint Jesus .

Time will tell us how much power Simmons is
allowed to have . It will also inform all of us , whether Simmons , made a good career
move ; or a bad career move .

In reply to bobby

Great observation. At his old age he obviously believes his word is scared. He is dangerous and inept and the longer he stay on, the greater the damage will be. With the rate things are going, I believe WI cricket will be no more in a few years.