Women’s sport. The media is raving on about it and how the girls should get equal pay and conditions (business-class flights).
I’m all for equality but let’s face it, I don’t see how the sports can afford it.
Netball. A sport played by four nations. Possibly the most boring competition. It seems Australia is always paying NZ (close games) or Great Britain and/or Jamaica (not so close). That’s it. Oh, yes, plus that world powerhouse, South Africa. Sure, netball attracts great crowd here but how are the other nations going to afford it? Jamaica and South Africa aren’t exactly economical sound.
Women’s cricket and soccer attracts two and a dog to their games.The skill might be there but the crowds aren’t. How long (if ever) will the gate number increase. Sponsors want to see not just bums on seats but a crowd which adds to live telecasts. It’s quite embarrassing to watch the soccer and cricket with empty grounds. Does that then affect the TV audience, which may not get too excited by the lack of colour, movement and sound only a crowd brings. If TV viewers are low, then sponsors won’t be interested.
Women’s tennis. Hang on they only play three sets, while the men play five, then they want equality.
The problem is there’s only so many hours in the day you can watch sport and there’s such a small fan base in Australia, yet everyone wants to be professional. Who’s going to pay for it?
I say get rid of all professional sport. The AFL and rugby league players don’t deserve to be paid anyway, and certainly don’t deserve any government funding. In WA, the taxpayer foots the bill for a new stadium, while all the AFL gave was less than a year’s salary for its CEO.
Sports are milking it (us). Gave up watching yonks ago, though I love the professional surfing. They have a great model (live streaming is brilliant) and they don’t ask for anything.
The just-released Crawford Report is correct. When it comes to Olympic sports,
there’s too much funding for little return.
Every four years, for two weeks, we get excited about archery and athletics,
and AOC boss John Coates tells us this inspires little people to emulate the
medal winners. Highly doubtful.
I was a sports journalist for 17 years, competed internationally in a sport
that receives virtually no funding, and now work for a sports agency. Our
biggest problem is participation and retention at local (club) level.
It’s a bit rich for the AOC to cry poor. It’s got plenty in the bank, and
can call on it corporate mates to help out.
The bottom line is no one has measured what effect Olympic success has on
the nation. A feel-good factor for two weeks every four years just doesn’t
justify massive funding.
I won’t name a name, but there’s a guy on ABC TV who must be the worst TV reporter (well close to another guy on Channel 7 Perth).
Cliches are this bloke’s game. Last night he referred to a cricketer as having a “frothing bat”.
I could go on, but it’s not worth the effort. It’s hard enough to listen to his inflection-riddled reports, which end with an “A”.
Many of the people I meet are on the ocean. Strange, but true.
It’s because I do a lot of surf ski paddling, from my “base” at Scarboro Surf Life Saving Club.
Yesterday morning I “paddled into” Boots and Dobbo, two members of neighbouring club Trigg Island, just two kilometres “up the ocean”.
I hadn’t seen them for almost a year, so we had quite a bit to chat about … 400 metres out to sea.
Just another great start to the day. I wonder who I’ll paddle across tomorrow?
Sadly, one of the best known West Australian footballers, Chris Mainwaring, has been found dead at the age of 41 (1 Oct).
According to media reports, alcohol and drugs may be involved. This is hardly surprising, given Mainwaring’s part form (which includes being busted for drug usage) and the off-field antics of his teammates.
However, it brings to light the deeper issue of sport, alcohol and drugs. This is highlighted at present by the end of the national rugby league and Australian football seasons. Both winning and losing teams celebrate/commisterate with so-called “Mad Mondays” (days of drinking). In fact the Mad Monday turns into a mad week … and beyond, for some. It’s extended by end-of-season overseas trips, on which players often make “gooses” of themselves by fighting, swearing and urinating in public.
What message is sent to youth when pictures of celebrating footballers always show them with alcohol in hand? Surely they can move between venues without the need to carry a bottle, or glass?
The media, sports clubs and players have a duty to lift their game. We really are still a nation of yobbo piss-heads.