Cricket is such a polite game. They interrupt matches for tea! They use polite terms like "wickets" and "bowling." They wear cute little uniforms.
And speaking of clothes, Queensland Cricket paceman Mitchell Johnson perhaps needs to spend a little money on some for his lovely lady Jess Bratich, as she seems to be missing some of hers:
I mean really, that's just not the sort of thing that's done in the polite company of cricketers. They are more used to the tranquility and beauty of the pitch (umm, NSFW):
Hmm. That's strange - that sort of thing never happens in cricket. And usually the cameramen are loathe to provide any more attention to those doing the streaking. Ah, they're such prudes, those cameramen!
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Such a Polite Game!
Posted by The NY Kid at 8:00 AM
Labels: Cricket and Boobs, The NY Kid
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Leaving the cricket and bewbs subject for a moment:
Anyone in the Philly area know where I can catch footie this weekend? I'm staying at the Sheraton on South 18th for about 5 days beginning on Friday. Hopefully within walking distance?
Whats footy?
Bigus Dickus, bowler or batter (ifyouknowwhatimsayin).
@ Nathaniel
You have essentially two choices. One is Fado's which is at 1500 Locust Street. It's an Irish-style pub that should have a few matches on, I watched the CL final there last season and the viewing was quite decent.
Option two is a United-centric bar called The Dark Horse which is on South 2nd Street. It's more an English-style pub, but again, it's United-centric so if you go Sunday, expect to see lots of AIG shirts.
@Nathaniel. I do not know what you mean sir.
Many thanks to Two Yellows Equals Red.....
Yet none to Bigus Dickus. Odd.
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