“Around two years ago, a kid that I looked after asked me what I thought Satan would look like if he took human form. I thought about it for a while and gave a somewhat descriptive answer. “He would be of average height,” I said, “maybe even a bit on the short side.” “He would be pretty hairy, have dark, devious, squinty eyes and a permanent dickhead-like expression that made you instantly dslike him.” “He would also definitely be Australian,” I added. My young companion concurred.”
Andrew has also managed one of best first blogs of any cricket blogger, in that he ignores cricket and talks about Kate Winslet.
So get over there and check him out.
More importantly than Andrew’s blog is the fact that my book has made its film debut.
Ahmer Naqvi has made a student film that is all about being locked in a room. Compared to some student films I have seen – often made by me – this seems pretty handy.
You can see my book being read with boredom at the 1:44 mark, or in the animation with Shahid Afridi at 3:30.
Andrew Flintoff just gave an interview to BBC Radio, in which he admitted that he was planning for the possibility that he might not be able to come back from his current knee problem.
This is, quite possibly, the most interesting thing that Flintoff has ever said in an interview – certainly in an interview given whilst sober. Previously, he’s always been hugely bullish about his prospects of coming back from any operation. It seems that the op he had the day after the Oval Test failing and having to have a second, more major, one has knocked his confidence, even in himself.
It is also clear that either he doesn’t contemplate coming back as a batsman only, or that the knee is so bad that, if it can’t be fixed, it is pretty well going to prevent him doing anything.
The next interesting thing that he said was that whatever he does, it won’t be commentary. Which is good news for everyone as (a) his time as England captain revealed that he wasn’t one of the game’s greatest thinkers or tacticians and (b) we won’t have to listen to his dull northern monotone clogging up our airwaves.
32 is hellishly early to have to end your career, though – especially in this day and age. Strange to think, too, that both he and Brett Lee, the couple who provided one of crickets iconic moments of the last decade, could be going out of the game together, too.
The competition you have been waiting for has arrived.
To go into the draw to win a signed (by me and only the Iain O’Brien) copy of seminal cricket classic “Ashes 09: When Freddie Became Jesus”, all you have to do is click on this link and leave a comment at Iain O’Brien’s site.
It is that easy.
You can leave a comment, can’t you?
So get over there and read the review, try and get a free copy and tell IOB what wonderful feet he has.
I didn’t even know that there was a category for ‘Greatest Number of Expletives Per Column Inch’, or ‘Most Gratuitous Mention of Bryce McGain in an Article’, but apparently Jrod has been nominated for some kind of award by the National Sporting Club. Which makes the rest of the socially inept munchkins who inhabit this place very proud of him indeed. Especially as it is for Best New Writer at the British Sports Book Awards.
Of course, when the old buffers who nominated him realise that (a) being a Victorian doesn’t mean you are over 100 and (b) he doesn’t own a suit, let alone a tie, he’s toast. But we’re very happy for him and hope that this might actually push sales of The Book into double figures.
I am not sure how, or why, but for some reason the mainstream is letting me sleep in the pornographic cupboard they pretend they don’t have in the guest house.
My book won’t win, you can’t make jokes about killing Richie Benaud and win, but, as they say in the cliches, it is nice to be nominated.
Weird but nice.
Unfortunately my book is not nominated in the same category as Stuart Broad’s book, best illustrated ( I didn’t even know Broad was a photographer).
Also, and you should chuckle a little about this, somehow I was not nominated for best publicity campaign.
If by some chance I do win, I promise to snob every one of you in my acceptance speech, but i will quote something from a film or song that has no relevance to the award at hand.
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