The Curse and the Cup
… if you unjustly kill the dreams of others, your own dreams will be killed. This is the story of unburned karmic debt.
In a press interview, after South Africa’s dramatic defeat in the 2013 Champions Trophy cricket tournament, Gary Kirsten, the coach of the South African team said…“We choked…a dark mist hangs over our cricket…”
Since their reinstatement as a full ICC member and their readmittance to international cricket in 1991, South Africa has competed in six ICC World Cups and four T-20 competitions, and was the clear favorite at many of these tournaments. Yet the team’s trophy cabinet is as empty as a haunted house. They have not won a single World Cup or global international competition of any significance.
Not surprisingly the Proteas, South Africa’s cricket team, are ridiculed for repeated failure. The country’s own media, which crowned the team unofficial world champions prior to the ban, now vilify them as chokers.
Blame diggers get busy shoveling familiar dirt each time the Proteas lose. But what if cricketing talent, or sloppy coaching, or lack of flair, or lack of mental toughness has nothing to do with it? What if the dark mist hanging over South African cricket is karmic debt? What if the dark, angry fingers of cricketers once denied the chance to showcase their brilliance are orchestrating the choking? What if the spirits of those locked out and denied their chance to shine in a previous age are still hungry for revenge? Perhaps the vanquished are really the unvanquished, still waiting to be paid their dues, still waiting to be crowned victors.
The Curse and the Cup is a harrowing story of unpaid karmic debt, of the dark, unvanquished consequences of apartheid that continue to exact revenge and cripple dreams till today. It has a very simple theme…if you unjustly kill the dreams of others, your own dreams will be killed.
On an ill-fated day in 1991, Vuyisa Lingani and his son Manga, legendary left-arm spinners who couldn’t play international cricket for South Africa because they were black, die within hours of each other in a bizarre tragedy. Vuyisa’s wife, Mama Nonkosi, blames the white cricket establishment and places a curse on the South African cricket team to avenge their deaths. The curse has done its bidding and successfully prevented the Proteas from winning a single World Cup championship since.
But Mama Nonkosi is dying, and the curse needs a new caretaker. She turns to her grandson, Themba, the sole-surviving Lingani male, and heir to the left-arm spin dynasty. Will Themba honor her request and support the family’s tradition of hate and revenge, or will he pursue his own destiny and choose forgiveness? Will South Africa win the ICC 2015 World Cup, or will the curse continue its unbroken victorious run?