I don’t think I can describe how my weekend was in a word.
It was good on Saturday – extremely exciting. I got to watch KCCA, a team I don’t support, lift the league. Despite being an SC Villa Fan for a decade, I was happy a deserving team had reaped the fruits of their sweat.
A few years ago, still under the old system of managing Kampala, KCC FC – as it was called then – struggled to do anything; ranging from paying players right down to putting water at the pitch side for them.
Saturday was a real testimony of growth. The team played against a struggling Sadolin Paints. The turf was everything standard international football is made of; artificial, well watered and green. There were no dodgy patches or unannounced holes waiting to swallow a player’s foot.
The pitch side was organised, the game was free for all fans and the crowd was electric.
KCCA was unveiling it’s new jersey – yellow with blue stripes – a proper fit on all its players. The match stewards wore it and capped it with their light green vests. Let’s also acknowledge that there were match stewards in the first place. And ball boys. And that the coach, Mike Mutebi, wore a suit.
With such precision in organisation, the reflection played out on the field. The club trusts its young talent. So much so, their backline averages 23 years and the entire squad averages 24 years of age. They also have, in their outfit, a 17 year old – Okello.
It took ten minutes for their flourishing possession and accuracy of passing to get one behind the net and if you didn’t believe them, they were back on the 22nd minute to prove their point with a second.
It was easy to believe their story of transformation. They had hired the best ; one, Mike Mutebi, as their coach, paid the price for the finest – like Sserunkuma, the top scorer who finished almost with twice as many goals as the next competitor.
The back end of KCCA FC’s administration was shockingly effective for a Ugandan football club. They crammed into a room on the sidelines of the field, typing away behind neatly organised PC’s, a game match sheet was availed in print, media tags were handed out by uniformed KCCA ushers. Everything about the game was amazing.
It brought to me the question of how far organising systems works in fixing problems.
Granted, KCCA isn’t perfect. They still have trouble attracting young fans, they have problems organising the digital department, their public branding is still whispering where it should shout and the club’s desire to win is visibly short cut by its dominance in the league but they are where no Ugandan club is daring to reach and that is – at a place of organised and functional systems.
I want to keep supporting SC Villa but KCCA presents a team that is easy to support and easy to grow with. It presents what every fan would long for, the joy of enjoying the beautiful game of football.
So, in the interim, I’ll support KCCA until the woes at Villa Park are sorted with proper administration and management structures.