The day the world stopped
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The Loose Forward sms'd me the other day from wherever the ATP tennis tour is at the moment and asked why I hadn't had any coverage on the site about the 20/20 cricket cup. I told him this was simply because I didn't give a shit about it. Hansie cheating kind of ruined the sport for me and I never really got closure on Bob Woolmer's death - so I kind of drifted away from it.

That was before last night when Zimbabwe took Australia very gently from behind, holding their hair tight in a fist, and rode them - stroke after gentle stroke. I think everyone agrees that the day Zimbabwe beat the Ozzies at cricket is a day we will never forget. It's probably the greatest event in world history.

What a wonderful feeling it was. It was the same feeling we would have felt if USA beat England in the rugger the other night. It's like an orgasm, but not quite. It was also particularly bizarre to cheer for Zimbabwe.

Awesome, just awesome.

Can you imagine Bob Mugabe doing flick-flacks at home? It's not hard for him because, without a ball sack, he doesn't have to worry about whiplash - which is surely any gymnast's worst nightmare.

What a crap article.

Apologies.

I'm just....I'm just juggling the earth and the moon at the moment; it sounds easy but it's not.
 

Seth Rotherham
Editor
2oceansvibe.com
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