It’s as if he is a mutated love child of the Devil and Stalin. He just inflicts pain, lots and lots of pain, good pain, bad pain. The pain of losing a loved one, the pain of stubbing ones toe, the pain of slipping into the wrong orifice un announced, the pain of Celine Dion at full volume. He is a bulldog biting your nipple, he is your girl dating an accountant, he is Virender Sehwag, the sexiest mofo to ever come straight from hell.
Another interesting sidenote – Sehwag helped Arul Lal break the record for the most number of times a commentator climaxed while on air… A dubious record previously held by Tony Greig when Jayasuriya and “little Kalu” were in full flow in the mid 90s
Sorry PB, Tony Greig lost that title, Mark Nicholas claimed it during Gilly’s ashes massacre at the Waca. Although I’m sure Lal now owns it.
Cricket with Lals