It is ten years since former South African cricket
captain died when his plane crashed into Cradock Peak in South Africa’s
Outeniqua mountain range. Newspapers,
radio and television have all marked the anniversary. BBC Radio Five devoted two hours to a review
of his life.
Instead of providing clarity, all of this renewed
publicity has merely served to increase the pile of unanswered questions, both
about Cronje the man and the match-fixing scandal that has forever tainted his
name. Are there others equally guilty
who managed not to get caught? Was he a
good Christian man who succumbed to temptation or a psychopath? Was the plane crash an accident or the
outcome of a plot to get rid of him in case he decided to tell everything that
he knew? Is there a link with the death
of Bob Woolmer in Jamaica several years later?
Who was on the alleged list of 62 players with secret off shore bank accounts?
It’s quite likely we will never know the definitive
answers to these questions. There are
those such as South African journalist and broadcaster Neil Manthorpe who
could, if they chose, tell more of what they know; and ex-cricketer Paul Smith
has apparently been asked to write a book about the whole match-fixing
affair. If it gets past the lawyers, it
will make riveting reading but I’m not holding my breath.
As for Cronje, it is hard not to marvel at his
hypocrisy. Here was someone who wore a
WWJD (What Would Jesus Do?) wristband whilst lying and cheating for personal
gain. He received not just the infamous
leather jacket but also the $140,000 that he admitted to the King Commission and
maybe much more. It’s a long time since
I was an attentive Sunday School pupil so I’ve forgotten some of what I
learnt. Maybe there is a passage in the
New Testament where John the Baptist says to Jesus: “Hey, Jesus, that’s a cool
jacket. What did you have to do to get
that?”
Possibly the key to the hypocrisy is
that, in Hansie’s mind, the answer to the question “what would Jesus do?” was
simple: “He’d forgive me.” After all, when Frans Cronje, Hansie’s brother, was
asked if he thought Hansie had gone to heaven, his answer was an unequivocal “yes”.
It’s one thing to do wrong, regret it
and seek forgiveness from those you have wronged and/or from your God. It’s an entirely different matter to do wrong
because you believe in advance that your God will forgive you. In Hansie’s
case, he may have expressed his regrets to the King Commission but he never
apologised to Henry Williams and Herschelle Gibbs , his fellow cricketers whom
he drew into his match-fixing net.
Had he lived, Hansie Cronje might have
been able to reach a point of true repentance and might have rehabilitated himself
by both his words and his actions. Instead,
a mountain got in the way. So maybe the
obligation to be charitable passes to us and we should feel compassion
for a man who was, like all of us, a fallible human being. Ok, underneath
a pious surface, Hansie was probably not a nice man. But in that, he’s not
alone. As someone once observed, there are
more horse’s a*ses around than there are horses. And possibly, just possibly,
in his last moments as the mountain loomed, he faced his God, sought true forgiveness and found it.
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