Matters cricket: time to go, driver

 Sir Frank Worrell is rolling in his grave. The man who took West Indies cricket from being some sort of happy-go-lucky entertainers, to thinking team-oriented cricketers, would be shocked to hear the post-mortem's findings on our loss to India. "Brainless", said Michael Holding on his wrap-up show.

Gentlemen, if a Tony Greig had used this term to describe our high-paid, gold-chained-ears-pierced-sun-shaded cricketers, we would be up in arms. But now that this term is used by one of us, to describe us, the time has now come to complete the wrecking-ball job. Gentlemen, let's face it. This horse will not learn to sing. And this is how Brian Lara puts it.

"Whatever the situation," writes Lara, "it appears that our batters are contented to play the same way and individual brilliance seems more important than the best interest of the team".   

The Ayatollah amusingly writes in his Supercat (see page 165), of those on his team-bus, encouraging him to leave those who weren't on-time, to be on it. "Time to go, driver," Lloyd wrote of those on board. "I remember Des Haynes and Jeff Dujon on their first tour of Australia both overslept in Sydney," Lloyd recalls. "They got a big fine and weren't happy. But I told them, 'They do sell alarm clocks in this country'".

Chris Gayle (268), and Marlon Samuels (172), have between played 440 one-day internationals (ODI) for the West Indies. And so gentlemen, if with all this experience they are still wearing dunce-caps, then driver, it's "time to go". Black people do not any longer want to be embarrassed by having to wear the tag of, "full of brawn; short on brain". Let's try and restore the good name of the likes of Sir Frank Worrell – men who spent their lives trying to unshackle us from mental slavery.

Michael Holding in his post mortem, even drew a comparison between MS Dhoni and Chris Gayle, (and I'm paraphrasing now): "India's MS Dhoni is into winning games. We (the West Indies), are into playing big-shots".

The Jamaica Observer was even more stinging. Paraphrasing, "What was on display, reflects exactly why we are, where we are".

I am no Dave Cameron. And I don't even know how to tweet. But "mout mek fi chat". And chat I will.

It's time to move away from the 'yam-licking' business – especially at the top of the batting order. The 'yam-licking' business initially might bring a few cheers. But in the end, it brings a torrent of tears.

And look who's getting the plaudits? The 23 year old Jason Holder – the same Jason Holder whom we say is "too young to lead".

Time to go, driver. Time to leave behind, those who can't learn.