This is a joke right? (Big Bash cricket that is)
Aside from the general absurdity of a Twenty20 cricket match being anything other than a glorified session of batting practice (see Home Run Derby), the Big Bash League is a joke for all of the peripheral nonsense surrounding the on-field farce disguised as a ‘sporting event’.
Professional sports continues to morph into ‘entertainment’ by being dumbed down and catered to television consumption for our diminishing attention spans.
At the forefront of made-for-tv fast food sports entertainment is the Big Bash, which purposely markets itself as a must-see, must-experience shindig.
There's blaring music, pre-game dance parties, fireworks, flame-throwers, smoke machines, cheerleaders, a constant stream of in-game promotions and all the horseshit to distract from the hollow on-field product and lure spectators into a socially fluid night out.
It's essentially a party, and what happens at parties?
People endeavour to enjoy themselves, they mingle, they joke, they laugh, they go to be entertained and have fun.
Guys hit on girls, girls hit on guys, girls hit on girls and guys hit on guys, we’re so progressive these days.
But, we’re not progressive, we live in a constantly disinfected nanny state.
Let’s stop pretending the Big Bash is a serious sports realm – in terms of competitive world class sports, it’s a joke and Chris Gayle went along with the manufactured party theme that the League promotes.
On Monday night in Bellerive, Gayle had just swatted 41 runs during a furious 15-delivery stint when he made an awkward and innocuous pass on sideline reporter Mel McLaughlin.
He simply complimented her on her eyes and asked her if she wanted to join him for a drink afterwards.
He was laid back, in good spirits and didn't try to grope or kiss her (see Joe Namath), his approach was rather corny.
What ground-breaking, hard-hitting, technical and strategic questions should Gayle and McLaughlin be discussing anyway?
Again, let’s not pretend this was a serious sports, news or work environment – this was in the middle of a cheesy, forced and fabricated party atmosphere.
Don’t expect an obnoxious person riding a comically miniature bicycle in the middle of a circus to apologise for acting like a clown.
For all the people riding on their high horse, including McLaughlin; carefully examine the surroundings and context of what comprises a Big Bash fixture and realise just how unimportant and meaningless it is in the grand scheme of what could be televised, written and/or cared about instead of it.
And for Gayle’s now famous ‘politically incorrect’ interview, he’s been forced to apologise for being a little corny, whilst operating within the confines of a completely corny setting.
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