Kenyan bureaucracy cost us Froome

 There is nothing worse in the recent past that makes any Kenyan flinch and curse in the air than watching the cycling legend of Christopher Clive Froome blossom.

 To any Kenyan patriot, the red tape policy that pushed him away from Kenya is killing ingenuity and progress.

  It fails one to understand how each time Kenya fails to tap into the pool of talent across board then start cursing the dark when exceptional services of great athletes like Froome ride into the sunset draped in flags of other accommodating nations.

Froome was born in Nairobi Kenya, went to Banda School, spoke fluent Swahili and his first team was the safari simba to say the least. He was discovered by another Kenyan cycling legend David Kinjah for speaking out loud.

  Is it too much to ask?

 No it is not. Kenya failed to reciprocate his talent with better facilities and seriousness that his sport required.

Some may argue that he was more or else an expatriate considering his heritage and his story could go either way.

I beg to differ. Froome could be any of us. There is a lot of emphasize in this country on athletics and football is appalling. Does it mean that if you are talented in other sports you become a charity case?

Froome’s early years as a struggling Kenyan born Briton who wanted nothing but  to ride a bike and rise to become what he is to day riding under the Union Jack should awaken the bureaucrat in any office.

Now let us sit back and flip the remote as he wins Tour De France 2016 reminiscing awkwardly that he was one of us.

 Sad, so sad.