The latest episode surrounds sport's reaction to an attempt to reduce gambling and gambling- related harm in New Zealand, via Te Ururoa Flavell's Gambling Amendment Bill. This is a plan to both lessen the negative effects of gambling in New Zealand and to better distribute pokie machines proceeds than they are at present. If the bill is passed, 80 per cent of the funds will have to be returned to the regions in which they were collected.
You might expect sport would support these types of noble objectives. After all, problem gambling is an ongoing blight within the community; sport is part of the community, therefore it stands to gain as much as anyone, right? Yes? Well, actually no. The way sport sees it, the more gambling we have, the more pokie machine money it can get its hands on, therefore the healthier its bank balance. It opposes change for specifically this reason.
No, I'm not having you on. Earlier this month the National Sports Organisations Leadership Group, representing most of the country's biggest codes, lobbied its members to oppose the bill on the grounds reduced gambling would equate to reduced funding. Naturally enough, it also had massive problems with the redistribution proposal, sensing it would miss out there as well. Fewer funds for sport, it argued, was a greater concern than less problem gambling.
Truly, sport's sense of entitlement knows no bounds. Even when it was pointed out to the NSOLG that its opposition to the Gambling Harm Reduction Bill was inappropriate, it chose to remain in denial. Chairwoman Raelene Castle recently tried to justify the stance on the basis that "gambling is a reality in every society in the world". It nicely summed up the group's sense of responsibility. If it's a reality and there's money in it, sport's happy to suck it dry.
Maybe we shouldn't be too surprised. I mean, it's remarkable how far sport has been prepared to stray from its fundamental values in pursuit of cash. So much for priorities such as health, and physical and mental wellbeing. What a laugh. Sport routinely sells them off for all the money it can get. The NSOLG has been using those exact terms to justify its opposition to the gambling changes. It even had the gall to talk about how sport brings communities together.
The real message? Essentially it's that the more gambling we have, the better off we'll all be. Because of sport, that is. And if that sounds bat-shit crazy then I can only say, it wouldn't be for the first time. Those with decent memories will easily remember the drama we had trying to wean sport off "Big Tobacco". The squeals of outrage, the cries of hardship, the warnings about grassroots' sport.
Truth is, sport's never been able to do the right thing where money's involved. Neither has it been able to learn from its previous mistakes. Even now, it's so dependent on the booze industry it's lost any capability to see sense. Try suggesting a ban on alcohol sponsorship to the NSOLG and you'll likely get the same answer: "We simply can't do without the money; it'll ruin us." Sport's never been able to see the bigger picture.
It's the same, too, with New Zealand sport's ongoing dilemma regarding Sky TV's near monopoly in the broadcasting market. When clearly, a move to support anti- siphoning legislation (guaranteeing free-to-air live coverage for selected "iconic" events) would be in everyone's best interests, few of our national sporting organisations can see past an initial drop in revenue. Nor the end of their nose, for that matter. What's best for them in the long run doesn't seem to compute.
Still, what sport is saying to the country over the Gambling Harm Reduction Bill carries its inflated sense of self-importance to brazen new heights. It's akin to suggesting we don't want people smoking fewer cigarettes because it'll mean less tobacco tax. Or opposing moves to ease traffic congestion because it might mean less road tax. If you had John Clarke (Fred Dagg) reciting some of this stuff word for word, we'd all be in hysterics. But no, the NSOLG wants us to take it seriously.
Just as astonishing is sport's apparent newfound expertise in the field of problem gambling, and its intimate knowledge of best practice when it comes to a suitable funding mechanism. If you believe all you read, you could be forgiven for thinking that it's not simply opposing Flavell's bill for its own sake, but for the good of the wider community. That's right, it's just a coincidence that it stands to retain millions of dollars of funding if its objections are allowed.
But the most insane part? That sport seems genuinely convinced people will accept its twisted viewpoint at face value, without considering its clear conflict of interest. That, like the emperor in the Hans Christian Andersen tale, it appears completely unaware of how much it's exposing of itself and its dodgy principles. That it can stand up naked in public and crack the most outrageous funnies, all the while keeping a straight face. Extraordinary stuff, indeed. Oh well. We can't laugh with it any more, that's for sure. But we can certainly laugh at it.