Saturday, 18 May 2013

Warner the Wally

I was woken this morning at 6am with a txt message asking what I thought of David Warner. I sat up and I had a little think then replied to the silly o’clock txter that I thought Warner was a frightfully entertaining batsman but I would not like to share a beer with him or even a taxi for that matter. I was oblivious to the tweets sent out the night before…

There is some sort of six-a-side tournament going on in India and has been for the past six months, or something. This is where Warner is – chasing the rupee and a lot of wide ones.

Warner, who plays for the Hyderabad Bad Boys or the Delhi Dodgers or even the Mumbai Millionaires - I don't know, nor do I care - took exception to a journalist – Robert Craddock – who had discussed the IPL and their current problems.

"Shock me @crashcraddock1 talking s*** about ipl jealous p****. Get a real job. All you do is bag people. #getalife"

How lovely.

Warner sent out six bitter tweets to which Craddock did not reply to one. Fellow journalist Malcolm Conn did have a little wooden spoon on his person though…

"@davidwarner31 cricket is a real job? Please. Most people pay to play. Million dollar cricketers milking the IPL are hardly the best judges."

This resulted in what I can only describe as childishness. Warner asked Conn:

“@malcolmconn are you still talking you old fart, no wonder know one buys your paper.”

This went on into the night with Warner then seemingly tweeting to himself, arguing with himself, probably covered in kebab sauce.

Silly man.