Laddies and Gentlewanks,
It has been nearly two years since I posted on this blog. When Bob Woolmer died in mysterious circumstances in the West Indies during the ICC World Cup of 2007, I lost all interest in cricket, and my appetite for cricketing satire.
Since then, world cricket has evolved greatly, even as my favourite team, Australia, are in a rebuilding phase and haven't had the success of the past. Woolmer's death was written off as natural, even though I firmly believe he was murdered - but that's beyond the scope of this blog.
Back to our regular transmission, since the self-imposed exile/sabattical - I present to you, Bollywood belly dancer, Harbhadance Singh...
From his belly size, it is evident that Harbhajan has been digging into plenty of tandoori chickens and ghee-laced naans, in anticipation of the tough Kiwi conditions. Daniel Vettori beware!
R.I.P. Bob Woolmer