This is not about blind nationalism nor foolish pride. This is about something like purity, about some sort of ideal. It is about things making sense, for a change. Look to India and there you will see a team of Trinbagonians. Not some haphazard bunch of men with a sport in common, but a team. No star batsman, no star bowler, but a team. They spent the entire tournament as a unit.It was a total exhibition of class. Finally I feel like I could stand up with older men who have seen great West Indian teams of the past and say "Yes...I see one too."
Not a team by fluke, but intention, preparation and habit. Aspiring together and achieving together; exhibiting discipline, tolerance and productivity. A team that made us proud and surpassed our expectations. Dare I say more than we deserve? No, that would be wrong. If we did not deserve it, if it was not our time for such an example then, simply, it would not exist for us to see.
Now it is for us to take their example, to look at how Ganga and the management instilled a sense of responsibility into everyone and made a group of men, who had a sport in common, turn into a team. A team that didn't dissolve or turn into a pumpkin at midnight.
How this all came together in a land filled with the stench and stink of such shitty politicians is not important. What is important is that we've been shown a way put of our own filth. Not by some foreigner or some self-righteous conman, but by our own. Trinis like you and me who like ah fete and ah j'ouvert. Some who eat five finger from right off the tree, some who love pomerac and sorrel. Doing things in our own way, charting the unknown come hell, highwater or Udecott. I am thankful for this team and their example. True they came in second, and hats off to the other team for a game well played. Ganga himself admitted afterward that the team did crack under the pressure of the final with some players unable to find their form. They proved over the course of the tournament though, both in victory and their solitary loss that form is temporary, but class...class is permanent.
Friday 23 October 2009
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