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People in their right minds never take pride in their talents.


They say that Test Cricket is the sternest test of a man's character (the inherent weakness in a woman's character appears to preclude them from being tested in a real Test).

Thus, every evening I get Henry and Ez out into our makeshift nets and hurtle cricket balls at them for hours on end. You might be wondering where the pads, gloves and helmets are.

Well, I regards pads, gloves and helmets as a sign of weakness of character. A bit of chewing gum, a moustache and a cheeky grin is all a REAL MAN needs...

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Roddy said…
I can forgive the kids their lack of moustache but what is your excuse. I don't believe that you allow them to chew gum. I'll give them the cheeky grin though. They both look so good with the little grins on their faces. Big hugs and kisses to both. We are missing them both.
yamini said…
Lovely picture again and I agree with the cheeky grin and the chewing gum part but not so sure about the moustache.

And as Roddy asked, what is your excuse? he he he he...
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, Tendulkar will always be a bit short of greatness because he never had a moustache.

I used to like Javagal Srinath's mo...
yamini said…
Bah! is ur excuse??
C'mon Kris, you can do better.

And I will always like Tendulkar as a legend, moustache or no moustache. Just like Imran Khan, and McGrath.

David Boon is the only exception though, I saw him first on TV when I was 15-years-old and since then, I have loved that walrus-yy moustache.
Kris McCracken said…
David Boon was once the pride of Tasmania.

Ricky Ponting, although also Tasmanian, is not particularly liked around these parts.

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