KENTUCKY FRIED CRICKETERS
KFC's sponsorship of the New Zealand cricket team is apt when you consider the death cycle of your average KFC chicken. First it's plucked. Then it's gutted and carved into small pieces. Finally it's deep-fried. Pretty much, in fact, what happens to your average Kiwi cricket international every summer.
The only obvious difference is that the colonel starts out with live chickens each time. And that our cricketers spend rather more time than his chickens preening themselves and chirping to the press.
Given that KFC gave up on them years ago, the ANZ is "now proud to be their partners", and they have miraculously won something worth winning for the first time in a decade, maybe they're worth a dime to someone other than themselves?
Or perhaps they just have a loose connection to an ICC that is hoping the Black Caps can help improve its image? But it is dealing with wide boys who believe that truth is in the "I of the beholder".