The Rulers and their Rules
The S’pore Polo Team has been threatened with expulsion from the SEA Games if we follow through on our request for the players to be stabled near our horses. We have been told that the Singapore National Olympic Council has indicated that they have the authority to scratch the entire Singapore polo team even at this late stage if we do not co-operate with SNOC rules.
They would rather we spend 4 hours a day in traffic than book into a closer hotel. It is of no merit to them that we are paying the hotel costs ourselves. We apparently don’t have a say in this matter.
Also our Olympic Council aren’t too keen on getting accreditation for our Malaysian staff - grooms and trainers. They haven’t signed the accreditation forms which have been with them for the last 2 months. Which means my groom Ilham may not be allowed into the playing area when the games begin. How I’m supposed to saddle up 5 horses and warm them up while I’m playing the game myself is beyond me.
In a seminar on how to handle the media we were told not to speak to the press unless we had our Team Manager or an Olympic Council official present. In other words. watch what you say. The seminar even had a whole section devoted to ‘New Media’ like this here internets.
So, how am I doing so far?
Writing the Blog-in-the-garden isn’t technically speaking to the press. Rhetorically I’m not breaking the rules. Surely.
Perhaps I’ll send this post along to the elite, uncaring powers-that-be. That should cover the Big Brother business.
Should they insist on someone present to keep an eye on me at all times, hopefully that person also knows how to tack and warm up 5 ponies for competition polo.
We were having ice cream at Persico in B.A. late one night when a car pulls up and they have this guy tied up in the back of it. He’s only got a collar and cuffs on, and a thong.
Asad plays in the FIP 25th Anniversary Ambassadorâs Tournament. It is played at the Agentine Polo Associationâs fields â they have eight beautiful fields â and at Carlos Pandoâs place.
That evening I have one of the nicest surpises as I am reunited with one of my housemates from my Canadian university days. I run into Evan White Jr, that I shared a house with in London, Ontario while we were both going to University of Western Ontario. In those days he was an eventer, while I was an all-rounder. Since then he has taken up polo and plays off 3 goals. He was at the open with his father Evan Sr and his son Evan double Jr. Itâs wonderful meeting Evan again.
Sunday Asad has a great game and his Singhapour team wins their division quite easily. Manuel Acunaâs son-in-law Nestor comes over to Pepeâs with the equipment we ordered and I repack everything I can into the huge mallet bag he has for me. Finally it is farewell as German takes me to the airport while Pepe and Asad race into Palermo for a final match.