What does it take, really?

Zim is facing a five-game shutout by Bangladesh, with three games down and the series already wrapped. I don’t know about you, but I think this is fecked up on so many levels.

Firstly, the board. How can these motherfeckers even pretend to be making positive moves on our local cricket game, when the national team has been on such a downward slide that teams like fecking Bangladesh can consider us a walkover? What does it take for these bastards to all give up and say, finally, enough is enough, I’ve done my bit, I failed, I’ve done my looting, I’ve drunk free whiskey, I’m off?

Someone needs to tell Peter Chingoka that there comes a point when a man has to be, well, a man! Fighting to stay at the top is worthless if all you achieve while at the top is to feck up the only sporting discipline where Zimbabwe performs on the world stage. How long before this guy finds his balls and trundles off to spend the rest of his (probably comfortable) days in whiskey-fuelled bliss?

Secondly, what the feck is Kevin Curran up to? Since this dude came back as coach I’ve seen some serious deterioration in performance by this (arguably very shitty) team. What’s going on there? I wish someone could shed light on the goings-on inside the squad and how they work with the coach; we all know Chappie Coventry has quit the national team until Curran and Pycs are fired. We also know Chappie Coventry is a fecking idiot, but that’s another thing.

Message to Zimbabwe Cricket board and management: feck off, we’re tired of your shit. Find your balls.

UPDATE: reading this a few days later, I realise I get a bit obscene when I’m angry (that’s why I almost never write when pissed). It’s rather therapeutic, try it some time!