Chris Gayle Legit Reckons Mel McLaughlin Should’ve “Expected” His Sexist BS

Two things before we begin here. Firstly, we have absolutely no desire to keep bringing this story back up, but apparently Chris Gayle does. His steadfast refusal to shut up about it bears mentioning because it’s sorely indicative of an (amplified in isolation, we’ll concede that) insidious unprofessionalism and inequality shown towards women throughout the sports broadcasting industry.

Secondly, when the inevitable Chris Gayle-supporters arrive to defend him in the comments section of this article (and, guaranteed, there’ll be a few of you) we need to state very firmly that this whole thing is not a media beat-up, nor is it a product of the PC-culture straw man that’s constantly erected to refute it. It was a dictionary-definition sexist act that bordered on (if not outright was) workplace harassment, perpetrated by a man who has revelled in the subsequent spotlight and who utterly refuses to atone.
*exhales*
Now then.
Gayle is currently on the press trail promoting his new book, the joyously entitled “Six Machine: I Don’t Like Cricket… I Love It” which is a publisher-added sub-title if ever I’ve heard one.
The man who refers to himself intermittently as “World Boss,” and “Universe Boss” sat down with The Guardian recently to discuss a range of different things.
Inevitably, the “controversy” surrounding the infamous “don’t blush, baby” saga with then-Channel Ten TV host Mel McLaughlin was brought up. You’d think after sitting on the incident for a good few months, and undergoing the life-altering change of having a baby daughter, that Gayle might have been able to see the other side of the coin on things.
And yet, off went the mouth:
“They knew the person they are interviewing. They knew the person is like that. So it wasn’t any surprise to anyone. Not even the interviewer, Mel. She knew exactly how the West Indians are.”

“It was just a joke. The players are laughing. They know I like to clown around. She knew it as well. She was laughing before the interview and saying: ‘Guys, stop it, stop laughing.’ But you’re a woman in an environment with men. You’re good-looking. What do you expect? People are going to make jokes. I’ve seen people kiss the same Mel on live television. There are double standards. All the commentary guys found it amusing – but then someone whisper in their ears and everything was blown out of proportion.”

“She got more bad press than me. The public gave her the bad press. She was the one who looked bad – not me.”


“If she was upset she would’ve said it. At no stage did she say she felt offended by me. Then they wanted an apology and she came on air and said: ‘He’s apologised – so let it go everybody.’ You could tell she had been forced to say those things. Trust me.”


Let’s pick this apart one brain-boiling key phrase at a time.
“They knew the person they are interviewing.”

That one’s accurate in the sense that if we didn’t know “the person is like that” before then bloody hell we do now.
“She was laughing before the interview and saying: ‘Guys, stop it, stop laughing.’”

Nervous laughter to placate and otherwise uncomfortable and awkward situation: A thing that’s clearly never happened.

“But you’re a woman in an environment with men. You’re good-looking. What do you expect?”

To not be sexually harassed on live internationally broadcast TV whilst attempting to perform a professional duty. Or to be sexually harassed at all, for that matter.

“I’ve seen people kiss the same Mel on live television.”

Citation. Fucking. Needed.

“She got more bad press than me.”

In the quiet words of the Virgin Mary: Come again?

“The public gave her the bad press.”

Voracious online harassment from gormless internet commenters =/= “bad press.”

“If she was upset she would’ve said it.”

She did.

“At no stage did she say she felt offended by me.”

Yes she did. To her bosses. Straight after the segment. Which is why they aired an immediate apology on the air.

“Then they wanted an apology and she came on air and said: ‘He’s apologised – so let it go everybody.’”

“EVERYBODY” INCLUDES YOU TOO, NUMBNUTS. YOU CAN SHUT THE FUCK UP WHENEVER YOU WANT.

“Trust me.”

No thank you lol.

Anyway. The man continues to galavant around the globe saying stupid-ass things like “[I’ve got a] very, very big bat. The biggest in the world” to journalists whilst getting paid squillions and we’re the ones here sitting behind keyboards trying to deal with the bullshit mess he leaves in his wake, so who’s the real winner out of all this, right?
Who needs a bloody drink.
Source: The Guardian.
Photo: Graham Denholm/Getty.

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