equatorI don’t know about you, but before the Paris Hilton sex tape, I really didn’t know who she was.
The name was familiar, but I didn’t know who she was, what she did, why I knew her name, or what she looked like naked and green.
I knew of Tim Bresnan before he started tweeting, but I knew little of him, the average English cricket fan probably knew nothing of him.
Then he calls a bloke a KNOB, some groundbreaking website breaks the story, it ends up all over the news, he gets in trouble with Andy Flower, then he comes in because Stuart Broad has a sore bum.
He suddenly has a profile.
Not a great profile, but people suddenly start watching what he is doing.
Before hand he wasn’t doing much, so there wasn’t much to watch.
But now he is in the headlines (barely) and people know a little more about his swearing habits and a penchant for mother jokes this was the most important game of his career.
He could have fucked it up.
The excuses where there, Bumble and Bhogle couldn’t stop mentioning twitter, England were mid-collapse and this was a semi final of a semi-important tournament.
Instead the big fella* stood up.
While Shane Watson came at him hard, Tim was good.
From there on in he and Wright put together an innings saving partnership. It wasn’t enough, but his top order didn’t deserve to be saved.
The innings was streaky at times and just damn lucky at others, but a top effort.
Making 80 batting at 8 in a one dayer is a good enough for me any time, but with all the shit going on his head, the papers, from the team management, the commentary box, and on twitter, I think the fella deserves some credit.
Top cricket, U KNOB.
Let us hope for your sake that you go on to do better than the cricket equivalent of House of Wax.
*By big fella I am not referring to Tim’s frame, but his presence.
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Kiss of death to his English career. It was a jammy innings, nicks and near misses all over the shop.
Only Mitch is allowed to get away with daylight robbery.
Re the Daily Wail’s transformation of KNOB to **** how do they describe someone opening a door?
Or does their precious, pious, middle-aged housewife readership actually cope with that one?
Methinks the DM wanted to appear all racy and modern and up with Jrod’s cutting edge style by rendering KNOB in a style that is reserved for expletives that usually refer to a mysterious part of the feminine anatomy. Or similar. Clearly out of their hip pop cult depth here.
Surely the point of changing KNOB to **** is that people will then think he’s written something far stronger. Basic journo misrepresentation 101. You need to wise up to this shit, Jrod, if you’re going to become a fleet street **** yourself.
Len
great thank you