Perspectives
From the always entertaining Peter Roebuck, in The Age on Tuesday:
"Symonds also bowled his off breaks tidily, at any rate until he started to toss the ball up in an attempt to buy a wicket. His shoulder action has improved and he made the batsmen work hard for runs. The Queenslander also prowled the cover region in the manner of a leopard informed that the Nutrigrain had run out."
No, that is not, as far as I know, a typo.
He actually wrote "in the manner of a leopard informed that the Nutrigrain had run out."
He really truly did.
Yes, we could engage in probing enquiries as to whether this issue is a major concern for the average Leopard. We could wonder why a Leopard who felt a pressing need for overly sugary breakfast cereal would be hanging around the covers at the Sydney Cricket Ground rather than, say, the nearest IGA. We could certain ask Peter Roebuck exactly how he knows what a big spotty cat bereft of sufficient quantities of Corn Oats and Wheat in the form of Iron Man Food would look like, exactly.
But of course we are not going to raise such trivial issues when this is clearly the finest piece of sporting journalism since Jane Kennedy interviewed Paul Maley and his wife the day after Paul Maley said winning a basketball grand final with the North Melbourne Giants was better than sex.
More importantly, I am going to remind myself daily that no matter how bad things get at work, at least I am not the guy whose job it is to inform the Leopard that we have run out of Nutri-Grain.
"Symonds also bowled his off breaks tidily, at any rate until he started to toss the ball up in an attempt to buy a wicket. His shoulder action has improved and he made the batsmen work hard for runs. The Queenslander also prowled the cover region in the manner of a leopard informed that the Nutrigrain had run out."
No, that is not, as far as I know, a typo.
He actually wrote "in the manner of a leopard informed that the Nutrigrain had run out."
He really truly did.
Yes, we could engage in probing enquiries as to whether this issue is a major concern for the average Leopard. We could wonder why a Leopard who felt a pressing need for overly sugary breakfast cereal would be hanging around the covers at the Sydney Cricket Ground rather than, say, the nearest IGA. We could certain ask Peter Roebuck exactly how he knows what a big spotty cat bereft of sufficient quantities of Corn Oats and Wheat in the form of Iron Man Food would look like, exactly.
But of course we are not going to raise such trivial issues when this is clearly the finest piece of sporting journalism since Jane Kennedy interviewed Paul Maley and his wife the day after Paul Maley said winning a basketball grand final with the North Melbourne Giants was better than sex.
More importantly, I am going to remind myself daily that no matter how bad things get at work, at least I am not the guy whose job it is to inform the Leopard that we have run out of Nutri-Grain.
posted by I'm not Craig at 8:33 PM
2 Comments:
This might seem a minor point, but do leopards even LIKE nutri grain?
Dude,
I wondered about that too, but sometimes you just have to trust the experts.
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