We Can Do Better At Sports

When cricket was in  it's heyday in the  we couldn't see an open piece of land and some sort of cricket game being played on it. We played cricket in gullies, on hillsides. We fashioned all sorts of bats used all sorts of balls to play the game. We all saw what that resulted in our being World Champions in the late 1970s and 80s. Many of those place where we used to play cricket are now reserved for football. We see the amount of  football being played and Jamaica qualified for the football World Cup in 1998. Trinidad also qualified a few years later. A former colleague of  mine told me that when Jamaica qualified for France in 1998, he went to France compliments of airline tickets from long lost relatives in England. This man was an ardent cricket fan. He told me that cricket wasn't saying anything again. Fortunately cricket in the West Indie is on the rise again in the shortest form of the game. We have just won the T-20 Wold Cup in both the women and men's version of the game. At the moment Jamaica's chances of qualifying for the 2018 World Cup in Russia is hanging by a slim thread. Many people have said that we are failing at football because of the state of our playing surfaces.

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