As Sepp Blatter put it:
“These gentlemen are more or less advisers, they are not the experts but advisers and what they should be also is the kind of council of wisdom which my executive committee would not like because they think they are the council of wisdom,” Blatter said.
“I have also contacted the Spanish singer … help me with the name.”
“Prompted with Domingo’s name by interviewer Alex Thomas, he went on: “Placido Domingo will be part [of the committee]. He is happy, he is proud that he is part – as Kissinger also! People say he [Kissinger] is an old man, but he is a wise man.”
That reminds of a nursery rhyme:
Three men in a tub,
And how do you think they got there?
The butcher, the baker,
They all jumped out of a rotten potato,
‘Twas enough to make a man stare.
Given that these three weren’t aware that Sepp Blatter had dropped them into the tub before he announced it, it’s hardly surprising that at least one of these is being slightly hesitant:
“Kissinger has also poured cold water on Blatter’s attempts to fast-track him on to the committee, telling the BBC on Sunday that he would wait to see the terms of reference before agreeing to join.”
I’m stuggling for an analogy, but the best I can do is that somewhere there is Caligula in the background, and that Sepp Blatter is the horse.
So where next for FIFA? And how to achieve it?
Or do we go back to cricket?
Matt Wardman blogs at The Wardman Wire, on media, politics and technology, in addition to writing at the Raccoon’s burrow.