Bitter or Incompetent??

I was appalled by some of the comments that the aspiring coaches of Indian origin made on the selection of Greg Chappell(/them being not considered) as Indian cricket teams coach. Sample some of the comments by Ajit Wadekar, Ashok Malhotra, Amarnath etc at cricinfo http://content.cricinfo.com/quote/content/page/156062.html.
I fail to understand why they are raving about an Indian not been given the opportunity to coach. Before John Wright came along, there were only Indians all the way. And what did they achieve? Did anyone know that the Cricket Team HAD a coach before? If anybody knew, how many attached any importance to it? Not many, I guess. All these stupid comments are a further testimony of their incompetence. The only Indian worth considering, Sandip Patil, quietly rejected the offer without making any hue and cry about it. And he was worth considering only because he had proved it. He had taken a far lesser team to the World Cups semis, Duckworth-Lewis, rain, boycott and all. He also had apparently done a good job with India A. Lets consider the other options:
Wadekar-had his chance,
Malhotra - come again?,
Sunny- not interested,
Bedi - foot in mooth,
Kapil Paaji - Mera business bhi meri biwi chalati hai,
Mohinder - are you crazy?
And the selection committee, apparently, is crazy given the adhoc manner in which it has handled the entire selection episode. It would have been far better if the level of transaparency was higher in the whole process.

Anyways, whats done is done. Greg Chappell has been selected and all the rest can do is to spew venom and grab some print space. But we must be wary of having any high hopes at this moment. This team doesn't merely need a coach, it also needs a complete mental overhaul. It has slowly begun to go to dumps with its Captain. It needs energy that was so much evident earlier. And it needs a Captain too. Rahul Dravid, inspite of true grit, character and all, might not be the right choice. And I am not saying I want Dada back.

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