Tuesday, April 05, 2005

Play for Peace

I have watched two Saturdays' worth of NBL Division 2 games. That's 8 games. My goodness. If I were a paying spectator, I'd sue for a refund. The only "entertainment" so far was all the fighting. Almost every game had some form of fracas. All Ron Artests should be banned for life. All Lee Bowyers should go to jail, and stay there until they're too old to play. Even non-contact sports like athletics have all the ugly mudslinging. It's no wonder nobody associated with sports ever won a Nobel peace prize, even though the Olympic Games are meant to bring people together in peace to respect universal moral principles.

Back to the NBL games, at (or just a few seconds before) the final buzzer in the game which White had already certainly won, a White player (who happens to be a cop, or so I was told) aimed the ball at an Orange player, presumably in response to a previous altercation between the teams that had caused the game to be stopped for several minutes. Orange players emptied the bench and charged at Mr White, who fled humjily.

To understand what happened, you must first understand the poor design of the spanking-new-pride-of-BAS-but-does-not-conform-to-FIBA-standards Singapore Basketball Centre. FIBA has 3 competition levels for its equipment approval program. SBC has to meet the requirements for level 2, which includes high level competitions of the national federations. The main problem with SBC is the backboard support structure, which has to be at a distance of at least 2,000 mm, including padding, from the outer edge of the endline and of a bright colour, contrasting with the background, so that it is clearly visible to the players.

Forget about the bright colour, does this look like 2 metres to you? Notice also how close the structure is to the wall. There is no gap in between at all.



The game on this court was still in progress. Mr White, in escaping his pursuers, chose to leap over the base of the green support structure. Not a very smart move, for some Orangemen simply ran in front of the structure and got him cornered. Of course, some other Orangemen leapt after him. Bounded by the structure, the wall and numerous Orangemen, Mr White was kicked and beaten.

Being highly amused, I decided to kick my lil' brother as well. Heh. Poor Polar fell off the advertisement board.



Anyway, the next morning, my carb deprived mama decided to binge on freeflow bread. So I got to cream the foam off Mama's cappucino, which didn't please her at all. Bleah.