Ah, day after Boxing Day.

So, I'm watching the cricket and apparently before I started watching, Australia were in deep shit. They were 5 wickets down and trailing by 30 or so runs. As soon as I start watching, Andy Symonds starts swinging his bat and making runs. I don't know whom I want to win (I hate the Aussie team but I can't bring myself to go for England), but teams should hire me as a freelance game winner. I swear, every time I watch or go to the cricket, the team I'm hoping will do well (or better than the opposition) all of a sudden start playing like mugs, and they almost always lose. Maybe I could make a living off it.

Another thing. This is why I don't watch channel 9 cricket coverage. I hate Ian Healy. I should ring up the studios and ask "Hey Ian? Why don't you just get it over with and go to the Aussie dressing rooms and suck them all off one by one? I mean, it's what you basically do when you're commentating, anyway."

Then again, if Australia win, it means the bloody Barmy Army shut up. Hmm...the dilemma I face. Infuriating parochial Aussie fans or noisy, irritating English fans. Might have to toss a coin.

Ah, bugger this. Going to the lab.