Ostensibly, John Howard, a bloke who has run a country via internecine political maneuvering, dog whistling, wedging and all-round skullduggery would be ideally suited to plate up to the step and assume the chair at the ICC.
Not according to Peter Roebuck, a columnist more accustomed to resolving diplomatic disagreements with the flat side of a bat:
Howard choice is the wrong way to go
Cricket Australia's decision to nominate John Howard as its candidate for the top job at the International Cricket Council is as pitiful as it is disrespectful. Howard's knowledge of cricket is more characterised by enthusiasm than depth or imagination. Plain and simple he is not qualified for the job.
Is Howard the wrong man for the job?
He would attract the same partisan vitriol that dogged, say, Peter Hollingworth. Just look at the comments. But how much of an impression does the Fairfax frothing (and the ABC) make on world cricket. I'm assuming that is where the vast majority of Australian criticism would come from. And doubtless Anthony Albanese is already working the rooms at CricAussie to make sure they don't nominate Howard.
That Howard does not have any obvious experience running an international cricket organisation should not matter; he has the necessary administrative and diplomatic skills. Nor should it be seen as a disadvantage that Howard is not an insider. Andrew Jennings has written at length about the Olympics and FIFA, revealing how the in-house, nudge-nudge nature of both allowed them to fall feet first into corruption, contra and dodgy deals. Is the ICC any different? Don't answer that. Maybe the ICC could benefit from "an outsider" instead of, in Arthur Daley's vernacular, "one of our own".
Maybe Howard will conspire to have Murali's wickets erased from the cricket record books.
By the way. The perceptive among you may have read Spanky's article and then suddenly scratched your head when you got to the part about "All the more reason to accept New Zealand's long-standing and impressive candidate, Sir John Anderson." (Spanky does not reveal why Anderson is an "impressive candidate", either off or on-line.)
All the more reason?
Well, it transpires that The Age online version has mysteriously omitted the previous paragraph:
Australia's position has been well-nigh indefensible. Unable to produce a serious candidate of its own, Cricket Australia ought to have graciously withdrawn. Its reluctance to back Jack Clark, its own chairman, told the tale. Clark is bright, likable and committed but lacks the gravitas and discretion required by the position. In other words he likes a drink and a yarn. Rather than withdrawing, though, Cricket Australia considered presentable internal candidates and thoughts turned to Mark Taylor and Dr Hari Harinan. Taylor counts among the most highly regarded of the games thinkers. Furthermore he can flog environmentally friendly air-conditioners without breaking into a sweat. But he has a young family and a large television contract and it was too early for him. Harinan's ambitions know no bounds but he lacks stature and exposure.
In other words Clark is a loud-mouth piss-head. Tubby is too young and, by the way, remember that ad in which you can't understand what he says? Hint. Hint. Harinan is a rabid climber.
Can't think why they left all that out.