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Nyore Madzianike
Senior Reporter
ACROSS towns and trading centres, a game once synonymous with leisure has become the new face of bloodshed.
Snooker, once the soundtrack of laughter and friendly rivalry, now echoes with arguments, threats and too often, the heavy silence that follows tragedy.
From the dusty corners of growth points to the crowded backrooms of township bars, police records tell a grim tale.
What used to be a pastime of lighthearted competition has been reshaped by desperation and idle hours into a dangerous contest — one where pride, alcohol and money collide.
The games are no longer just about precision and skill.
Bets run high, sometimes swallowing a player’s entire day’s wage.
Losers rarely walk away quietly.
Heated words rise, fists fly, bottles shatter and in the worst cases lives are lost.
Unregulated and unsupervised, these snooker tables sprout in places where no one monitors the wagers or mediates the quarrels.
There are no officials to calm tempers or call a halt when tensions escalate.
By the time the police arrive, someone is often bleeding and sometimes dead.
Last Friday, a dark cloud blanketed above the Kenzamba community and its environs after a 38-year-old man was struck to death with a machete, following a misunderstanding over game of snooker.
National police spokesperson Commissioner Paul Nyathi confirmed the fatal incident that occurred at Dembo Business Centre.
“The ZRP are investigating a case of murder which occurred on 31 October, 2025 at Dembo Business Centre in Kenzamba, where a suspect only identified as Denny allegedly struck Norman Muteyaunga (38) once on the head with a machete following an altercation during a game of snooker.
“The victim was rushed to Chinhoyi Hospital, where he died while admitted,” said Comm Nyathi.
Mateyaunga is not the only sad example.
A man from Filabusi, Xolani Ncube, was a fortnight ago sentenced to 25 years imprisonment for fatally shooting a young man following a dispute over a missing snooker ball.
The incident occurred on April 24, 2024, when Ncube suspected that the young man had misappropriated his snooker ball.
Blessed Muchenje of Epworth is facing murder charges after he allegedly stabbed a fellow imbiber at a night club over missing two tokens.
The State alleges that on August 13, at around midnight at Tobela Night Club, Overspill in Epworth, Muchenje and the now deceased were drinking beer while playing snooker.
Two tokens went missing resulting in an altercation that ended tragically.
Recreational gambling — snooker especially — has become a new flashpoint in townships burdened by high formal unemployment.
This year alone, The Herald recorded at least eight deaths tied to snooker fights, from Mbare’s bustling alleys to the streets of Mutare.
Most of the victims were young men in their twenties, united by a shared pattern: cheap alcohol, small bets, and quick tempers. Local councils have tried to stem the tide.
Efforts to confiscate snooker tables from unlicensed venues have been made, but the measures barely scratched the surface.
The tables return as quickly as they disappear, tucked away in corners and courtyards, waiting for the next crowd of restless players.
Community policing forums now push for tighter control — licencing of tables, bans on betting, and earlier closing times.
But for many families who have buried sons and brothers, such measures are coming too late.
Beneath the surface, sociologists see something far deeper than gambling gone wrong.
The snooker table, once a simple leisure fixture, now mirrors a society grappling with idleness and frustration.
In the hands of young men searching for purpose, the humble snooker token has become a trigger for violence.
Yet hope still flickers.
Restoring safety to this pastime demands more than bans and police raids.
It calls for creating supervised recreation halls where games are played without bets, enforcing zoning laws while providing alternative activities, and teaching young people that a snooker token — light enough to flick across a table — should never be heavy enough to cost a life.
The challenge is clear.
Unless urgent steps are taken, the clack of snooker balls will continue to mingle with the sound of grief and what was once a simple game will remain a symbol of lives lost to chance.
