Barry's Beef

Navjot Sidhu must qualify as one of the greatest characters the world of cricket has ever produced. So it's a shame to see that he may well be doing soap on a rope after having been found guilty of culpable homicide not amounting to murder. The incident dates back to 1988, which makes the UK judiciary look very swift out of hte blocks. Sidhu and an accomplice pre-dated road rage by some years after being in a road accident and punching and kicking the other guy (who also had a dicky ticker) to death. Quite shocked by this one, I must admit.
Oh I might have forgotten to mention that since 2004, Sidhu has been an MP of the broadly right-wing Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) representing Amritsar. He resigned immediately, but apparently his initial resignation has been refused. We'll wait and see.
In the meantime, I'll leave you with some classic Sidhuisms:

The Indian team without Sachin is like giving a kiss without a squeeze.

Deep Dasgupta is as confused as a child in a topless bar!

I lean on statistics like a drunken man leans on a lamppost, only for support, not illumination.

Wickets are like wives… you never know which way they will turn!

The third umpires should be changed as often as nappies and for the same reason.

The Sri Lankan score is running like an Indian taxi meter.

and my personal favourite:

There is light at the end of the tunnel for India, but it’s that of an oncoming train which will run them over.

Labels: BJP, murder, Navjot Sidhu

The Litvinenko cases continues and after using a pretty weak James Bond pun in this post, it did tickle me that Scaramanga, he of three nipples, is involved. Oh it's not Scaramanga, it's Scaramella; Mario Scaramella. Well if there are any additional characters who have names with vague James Bond connotations you'll read about here first.

Labels: crap, desperate puns, KGB, Mother Russia, murder