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The real story behind Maxwell's unavailability


sandeep

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Glennie woke up  in drunken stupor and answered the phone.  It was his girlfriend/agent calling him - "Do you realize WTF you just did?  You just pissed away a million dollars!!!  It used to be all fine and dandy to needle the Indians with sly insults delivered via the press.  To mess with their heads, try and put them under pressure and win the series.  Its easy, low-hanging fruit,and your predecessors have been doing it for a long time.  But its a different day now - can't think short term like that.   You think you can fuck around and say what you want about Indian cricketers and their motivations, falsely slander the entire current generation of Indian cricket elites and when its time for the next IPL contract, you will still pull in the big Rupees? Ya dumb hillbilly - this is just like that time where you left the ball that ended up cleaning up the stumps, making you more famous than Dwayne Leverock.  Only this time you bowled it yourself!  You need to fix this, and you need to do it now.  I don't care if you have to bend over for MS, Kohli, and all the Sharmas in the Indian squad - just fix it.!"

In a panic, he called Cricket Australia's PR rep and his drinking buddy who worked the cricket desk of the Sydney Morning Herald, to desperately try and  come up with a damage control strategy.  They all agreed that the Big Show, had definitely dipped his foot in Kangaroo dung and then proceeded to put it in his mouth this time.  For a small fee, they agreed to assist him in his efforts to undo the damage.  The SMH beat reporter suggested that he walk over to the Indian dressing room after the next game, wearing his girlfriend's pink thong, and sing the Britney Spears song - "Oops, I did it again".  But before that, to set the mood, they ordered him to start littering twitter with CYA statements such as "I was quoted out of context". And obligatory fake praise statements about Kohli's class batting.  

...A few hours later...

After limping back from the dressing room, pink thong in hand, the big show grabbed his phone and called his captain.  "Skipper!  Bad news, I don't think I'm going to be able to play the next couple of games after what I've just been through.....  I have a sore, uh, hamstring...  How? Trust me, you don't want to know the details!"

 

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Lol, good one. Reminds of the ICF page 2 articles thread written by some guy named MTC. Was a comedic genius

That guy was drunk most of the time...

Nice writing

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