An open letter to PCB chief, Mr. Butt
8:26 AM on Mar. 6, 2009
Dearie me, Mr Ejaz Butt, you must be joking in this hour of gravity. You really must. In this time of trouble, of fear and of relief, two of the four match officials from that ill-fated Lahore test match – who are still on their feet – have spoken out against the lapse in security, and you have had the audacity to call them liars? They say there wasn’t adequate security and you call this statement as ‘obnoxious’? Instead of expressing remorse over the whole incident, you are trying to hide behind the ‘high powered investigations’ which is, in any case, going to reveal nothing more than the obvious, and would be on the lines of sentences that
shoaib akhtar would receive on breaking another rule.Give us a break Mr. Butt. If this is what you define as Presidential security, then I fear for the lives of his entire cabinet and the others down the rung.You don’t expect those officials, who have had many a heart-beats skip, who would have probably died of a heart-attack before the bullet hit them, to sing praises of what was afforded to them, do you?And then you spread the icing and put the cherry on the top of the cake, by blaming the BCCI for their non-support over the moving the World Cup of 2011 away! For once, the BCCI has done something sensible in the period of their existence, and you want to spoil all that by expecting them to plead your case? And what a case would that be, Mr. Butt, to cajole – read arm-twist – nations into playing in
pakistan which currently resembles the ‘place-to-send-mother-in-law-to’ jibe more than any other time? At least a Wasim Akram or a
younis khan had the grace to apologise – for no fault of theirs of course – but as a PCB chief, you have clearly made a mockery of yourself by saying that Chris
Broad shouldn’t have complained about ‘just a scratch’!So, when should he have ought to complain Mr. Butt? Only after lying as slain as anyone could have? Dead men don’t tell tales, they say, you know.Gosh, I wonder how I missed you on one of those laughter shows that regularly grace our TV sets. You would have been a walk-away champion dude. Dud.