The New Zealand Herald

Sports things that should die in 2018 and a special award

- Chris Rattue opinion chris.rattue@ nzherald.co. nz

1 Cricket in general

Quick, hand me a spade. This overrated sport needs to be buried. The West Indies tour has been dire, dire, dire. Cricket has crossed a bad line.

Take cricket and shove it where the sun doesn’t shine, which often happens when there is a big cricket match scheduled in this country. Mind you — there aren’t many big games on in this country.

ICC stands for In-house Cricket Cartel. Even way back, the Aussies treated New Zealand like s!@#, putting up B teams.

Right now, everyone is supposedly gushing over an Ashes series which is about as competitiv­e as China playing New Zealand in ping pong.

Anyone who likes Super Rugby hasn’t got a clue. We should be boycotting this nonsense.

New Zealand would give Steve Smith’s Australia a much better contest than wimpy England.

But just because somebody burnt a bit of wood and put it in an urn thousands of years ago, England and Australia play each other almost continuous­ly. Time to move on, people.

As for England . . . world cricket leaders? There are shopping mall Santas with more fight in them. New Zealand, often ignored as a transtasma­n rival, hosts a West Indian team whose only famous player has done as much tweeting as playing. There’s another matter. It’s a long time since I went anywhere near a cricket club, but judging by the national team, the sport is still a white man’s playground. Does cricket need an overhaul?

For what it returns, cricket deserves to be stripped of large chunks of real estate, with the land handed over to softball, bull rush, barbecue areas, people who like to dress up as King Arthur and metal detector clubs.

2 Super Rugby

Sorry, but anyone who likes Super Rugby hasn’t got a clue. Get a passport. Take a trip. Go and see some real profession­al sport. We should be boycotting this nonsense.

3 The Wellington Phoenix

I’d line up for that funeral, not that anyone lines up for the Phoenix any more. (They could paint the pews many colours and the church would still look empty). The biggest crowd at a Phoenix game is on the team bus. There are more spectators at cricket games in Rangiora. The Yellow Fever should be renamed the Yellow Slight Sniffle. The Phoenix make any football fan want to sob uncontroll­ably. That club doesn’t need to exist any more.

4 Sky TV

It has to go. I’ll make this personal. I pay $88 a month to watch virtually nothing on Sky, so as not to miss out on the few sports things which are unmissable.

Many of the things both sporting and otherwise I’d watch (eg. English Premier League) are convenient­ly (for Sky) placed on channels which cost extra. And I’m sick of paying extra when the basic “service” is so expensive and contains hardly anything remotely attractive.

At times. I’ve watched the Kardashian­s re-stock their linen cupboard and collect the mail in order to feel I’m getting some value out of Sky. I’ve even taken to watching lots of old westerns for the same reason, although it is also fun to try and work out if there is any difference between the cowboys.

Okay, that takes care of Sky. In the other corner is Netflix, which serves up brilliant drama and comes free at the moment with a phone deal. In other words, Sky and its avalanche of loud, crass self-advertisin­g is turning me off sport, and towards drama.

Which, as it turns out, is no bad thing. At 50-plus, I’ve watched more than enough sport to last a lifetime. When there is nothing on Netflix, I go outside and bash nails into wood, which is more invigorati­ng than listening to Melodie Robinson say over and over and over and over again that Sky loves me.

The hills are alive . . .

While getting ready to take a swing at the New Zealand Golf Open, a thought arrived. The New Zealand Golf Open might have lost lustre over the years, but it deserves supporting.

It is a bit wacky, being staffed by 450 volunteers on two courses. Wacky is okay in this case.

One of the golf courses belongs to jeweller Michael Hill, who also runs a well-respected violin competitio­n. He has wide interests.

Hill started off in Whangarei when I was starting off in Whangarei. It all began for him with snazzy window displays, which were quite easy to achieve because a lot of shop window displays back then looked like they started life as a kid’s bedroom. Shop Window Dresser of the Year could have been won by a puppy.

Michael Hill is now a big part of golf’s shop window. And as kooky as it is, the NZ Open is very NiZulind. And what’s wrong with that? We are so conditione­d to chasing world superstars all over our TV screens, that we’ve lost the homegrown feel.

You have to admire people who keep something like the NZ Open battling along against a lot of odds. The 99th NZ Open is played in early March, at The Hills and Millbrook.

Korean legend KJ Choi lines up with Kiwis Michael Hendry, Ryan Fox, Tim Wilkinson, Steven Alker . . . Sky should send one camera to a cricket test, and flood the NZ Open with coverage. Why not?

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