Not my beer of preference, but…

Burton in. McLeod in. Here we go, here we go, here we go!

Tomorrow t’ 19th be Talk Like A Pirate Day. T’ only day you can talk like a pirate and people shouldn’t make fun o’ you. Just remember t’ pack your gang plank and get those scurvy dogs ready t’ take a dip on t’ ocean.

As you’re about to eat lunch today - at what point do you think the person taking your order would stop trying to upsell you? The Chaser lads are at it again.

The follow up to the Big Ad. This is the latest advert from Carlton Draught.

Genetically modified by Banksy

Prolific graffiti artist Banksy has smuggled 500 doctored, or dare I say it, improved versions of Paris Hilton’s new CD into stores across the United Kingdom. The CD containes remixes by Banksy, and includes the titles - “Why am I Famous?,” “What Have I Done?” and “What Am I For?”

His spokeswoman said he had tampered with the CDs in branches of HMV and Virgin as well as independent record stores. He visited cities including Bristol, Brighton, Birmingham, Newcastle, Glasgow and London, she added.

A spokesman for Virgin Megastores said staff were searching for affected CDs but it was proving hard to find them all.

“I have to take my hat off - it’s a very good stunt,” he added.

Full article on BBC News. Seems like sales of the ‘normal’ CD aren’t doing as well as expected.

Spring has sprung, the grass is riz. I wonder where the birdy is? With such warm weather, all you want to do is get your gear off and get outside amongst it.

Ahem.. well, yes.. sure. Anyway, here’s a typically nutball online promo and flash game from the Tequila Sydney mob.

Anyone for Nude Trampolining?

Now, where are my pants?

In the light of the recent on-air gaffe from Dean Jones in calling Hashim Amla “The Terrorist”, Andrew Miller has pieced together some of more intriguing or perplexing comments we’ve heard over the years.

Beyond the odd, there’s the amusing:

The most giggled-about quip in the history of the game, but was it ever really uttered? It is widely believed that, sometime during either the 1976 or 1980 Test series one of the few batsmen to avoid being dismissed by Holding during his 14-wicket rampage in 1976, while four years later Willey himself was named Man of the Match for his unbeaten against West Indies, either Don Mosey or Brian Johnston announced live on air: “We welcome World Service listeners to the Oval, where the bowler’s Holding, the batsman’s Willey.” No recording, however, is believed to exist, so no-one will ever know for sure. Either way, the likely suspect was Johnston, who a decade later was on the receiving end of Jonathan Agnew’s leg-over pronunciation at the same venue. For the record, Willey was second-innings century. So they certainly both played their parts in Oval Test matches. Whether they … ahem … played each other’s parts is another matter entirely.

Here’s Cricinfo’s other occaisions when the off-the-cuff comments have taken on a life of their own.

I was chatting a colleague in Tacoma during the week and he asked what I was doing on the weekend. Had it not been due to the miserable weather yesterday I would have been playing cricket of course, and his comment was that he doesn’t really get the game. So, here’s two approaches at describing the game.

In a cricket match each side (teams are called “sides”) is up twice. The first team bats, the second team bats, the first team bats, the second team bats, and whaddaya know, it’s five days later. Whoever scores the most runs wins, of course. What baseball calls a “half-inning,” cricket calls “innings.” So the first team has its “first innings,” then the second team (whoops! side) has its “first innings”, the each side has its “second innings.”

This, from Cricinfo - Cricket Explained (An American Viewpoint)

You know the big tent at the east end of the county fairgrounds? Next to the show barn? Imagine it’s an oval filled with 90,000 Pakistanis who love to watch pie-eating—who love pie-eating more than soccer—even though it seems to the rest of us that eating pie would be a fairly unpleasant reminder of British Colonialism.

Huh? That’s an exerpt from To protect your pies you need a bat - How to Explain The Rules of Cricket.

Unfortunately, I don’t think this guy is familiar with the Roland TR-909 or the concept of sequencing. Certainly would be a lot easier on his fingers, and it’s not as if there isn’t software out there to let you sequence either.

Just remember - “One two tree four, this is rock’n'roll”. Doesn’t really compare to the rock’n'roll flavour or skill of this next clip, not to mention the kid is only twelve.

Dave Clarke on a good day. No dummy spits, just a jam with a violin, bass guitar, drums and saxaphone. Yes, that’s a hand saxaphone.

Yes… I know it’s not a new one, but well worth the coverage.