It is finally officially and out in the open. Today was the day we finally woke up and smelt what was really happening to our beloved sports.
The Australian Crime Commission has found widespread illegal drug use and the very strong possibility of match fixing and manipulation of betting markets by players orchestrated by criminal identities.
Justice Minister Jason Clare had these chilling words.
“The findings are shocking and will disgust Australian sports fans,” he said.
“It’s cheating but it’s worse than that.
“It’s cheating with the help of criminals”.
Whether you were listening in an office, onsite having smoko or simply flicking through channels at home. The news has hit that the sports we love, that make us Australian, have been tarnished by players taking performance enhancing drugs and or fixing matches.
As if this wasn’t coming.
No code in particular has been outed yet. But you can be assured more bad news will be heading our way soon.
When the time comes, these players, officials and doctors need to be put up on a stake and burnt in front of us all. They need to be banished forever. Given life sentences.
No matter how far this thing goes, it is the only way we can deal with this.
Knowing its track record, the National Rugby League will most probably find itself tangled deep in this whole thing.
Are our heads that deep in the sand that we shouldn’t batten down the hatches and prepare for the biggest ongoing sports saga we will ever live through?
We lost rugby league when it became a business. Once people began making copious amounts of revenue from it, it was theres. Not ours. And when people, shady or otherwise, have an invested interest in a business they will do whatever they can to keep that invested interest.
Then there are the drugs.
You can just imagine some sportsmen around Australia right now looking themselves in the mirror and wondering if they will be implicated.
Was your favourite sporting moment tarnished by a cheat?
The fact that these people have made us second guess one of our great loves and second guess our favourite memories makes your stomach twist.
Name them. Shame them and get them away from us.