Morning team, PP here.
Before we discuss the morning's cricket related events, I would like to voice my personal opinions on a few matters and facts of life.
Firstly, REA's so called "naps" essentially mean his age dictates that much like his prostate, he can't hold out any longer and needs his bed.
Secondly, no matter how much money his is sponsored, Mr. Finn shouldn't be wearing those sunnies.
Thirdly, women should never be allowed into the inner sanctum of watching test cricket at casa del 76, poor show ladies.
Lastly, and most importantly I feel there is far too much caffeine in my veins for this time in the morning.
Right then, onto the cricket, an exciting start to the mornings play, much screaming took place, however the momentum was lost when Straussy reviewed the LBW shout off Big Jimmie's bowling, this ball later appeared to essentially be a bouncer. Shortly followed by this travesty, Jimmy shells a one handed sitter down by his left shin, chins.
Mr. Cricket has dug in with Watson for an admirable recovery fueled mainly by two separate spells of predominately looseners from Finn dog.
It has also been established that KP is in desperate need of a new caddie as he normally selects a 6 iron as opposed to a 9 iron to wing the ball into Prior, a useful insight from Mikey H. It has also been duly noted that KP needs to find the dirt with every piece of fielding, and after grazing his knee, he laps the field informing all his team mates that has sustained a mighty gash and may need a blood transfusion. I say this just has he takes a catch at point post lunch and celebrates as if he has won the whole series.
None the less I leave you with The convicts at 101-4, a handsome total perhaps they should declare. If not I think we should bring the chef and bell on in tandem to make a game of it, this would give Bumble more chance to ramble on, on the subject of rambling, I must go.
Yours Truly
One man and his melon
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