After some time The Wisden Cricketer has decided to mention my first book on their pages.
Not sure why, but I thank them anyway.
I notice they don’t review it, perhaps they were unsure what mark to give such a seminal piece of literature knowing that years later it could embarrass them.
So if lulu made you nervous, you can pop over to Amazon and pick up a copy.
Or Amazon in japan.
For those in Italy it is available there too.
Or in Borders.
Being that not enough of you have bought my book, I am forced to make my way into the real world of cricket writing.
Shame on you all.
For the ashes I wll be in the following places:
Helping Patrick Kidd and the Times audience understand Nathan Hauritz.
At TWC talking about the main match ups, the chin vs the chest.
At crikey I will be here, and here.
I might turn up here from time to time as well.
There is probably another one I have forgotten.
So if you catch yourself thinking, Jrod is quiet at the moment, perhaps you should check out some of these places.
Richard over at Sportsreview has received a copy of my book and has written a review of it.
If you can’t be bothered clicking the link, here is some.
“JRod’s blog combines a very Australian ear for a dirty joke, Lester Bangs’ passion, Peter Cook’s refusal to suffer fools and Richie Benaud’s love and respect for the game. You laugh a lot reading this 2008 Disrespective, but often feel like you could use a shower and vigorous scrub afterwards.”
Lawrence Booth of the Guardian has decided to get in on the act of giving my books away.
“the year of the balls 2008: a disrespective” is not your average
cricket book. But the Spin knows a fellow-maverick when it sees one,
which is why the three copies it purloined from the bag of Aussie
author Jarrod Kimber while he was busy drooling over a picture of
Peter Siddle are now up for grabs. All you have to do to win a copy
of a blog-turned-book good enough to persuade Gideon Haigh to write
its foreword is answer the following question:Australia have just failed dismally in the World Twenty20 for the
second tournament in succession. But who knocked them out in the 2007
edition?Answers please in an email to lawrence.booth@guardian.co.uk by 12 noon
on Monday 15 June.
The best fan group in world cricket, the beige brigade, recently received a copy of my book, and they spent a bit of time talking about it on their podcast.
The whole podcast is a pretty good affair, they bag Michael Bingle, Mark Vermeulen, Danny Morrison, and talk about how stupid it is to compare the sexy cult leader Jesse Ryder to the boring as fuck Marcus Trescothick.
Be beige.
This is just the bits about me.
1. Every book you buy is a slap in the face of Ricky, Lalit, Sourav, and South Africans.
2. Sehwag commands you.
3. Where else are you going to get a book with Jacques Kallis having sex and a complete list of world cricket blogs.
4. If I don’t sell many copies I will have to get a real journalist type job and write for cricinfo.
5. I have a list for all the people who have told me they have bought it, but haven’t, and I’ll be coming around your house with a machete.
6. You’d buy me a beer if you met me, so buy my book.
7. Dirty Dirk & Nice Bryce’s literary debut.
8. If my book fails, I’ll be so broke I’ll have to start ghost writing for Tony Grieg.
9. Being successful will take me one step closer to Natalie Portman.
10. To stop me talking about it.
The End of the competition is here.
My book, which has sold less copies than I have given away (great business brain me), is being given out on my site for the last time.
I know it’s sad, so far Richard and Raj are the big winners. but who will win the last one ever.
Well it wasn’t easy.
The overall quality was way higher than I expected of you people.
I’m not going through them all, but if you haven’t read them, I suggest checking them out.
It came down to three finalists:
Cameron’s illegal entry.
Matt’s Golden Shower.
Gigi’s plagiarised cartoon.
And the winner is…
Oh, isn’t this exciting.
Last book I ever give out on my site.
Who will it be.
And the winner is…
This isn’t that funny is it.
MATT and his golden shower balls.
I couldn’t go past a star wars related sex romp.
And I’ve been meaning to buy some custard to masturbate into for days.
Thanks to everyone who has entered, all winners should email me for their prize.
And you should all buy my book.
I put one signed copy of my book in your hands.
You put this book in the hands of Raj’s sweary disgusting diatribe.
I cannot argue with that.
Well done Raj, there was a tremendous amount of effort in this.
Final votes below.
As part of the competition to win a signed copy of the year of the balls, I am giving a copy to the best blogging entry who can explain how cricket with balls is ruining cricket.
Leela tried hard by outing me as a feminist and champion of the female blogger, good try, but she got me confused with Germaine Greer.
Achettup made a good play for the book by promising to send it to Neil Harvey , but I cannot be bought.
Sach almost had me with the Lalit bagging, but the thought of me with testicles was enough to horrifying.
Sportsfreak try hard by mentioning the great poor taste Michael Slater jokes (only days before he put his foot in his mouth), alas then they bagged the book’s colour.
Q tries very hard by mentioning that I would lead any future cricket based mutiny, however it doubts the factual nature of my Ashes Facts. No book for Q.
Jonathan talks about the actual size of the balls on the cricket, which is nice, but it does lower the tone a bit.
And this winner is…..
Richard used Sehwagology, Scientology, Tom Cruise, Boogie Nights and the Ashes urn to give us a chilling dystopian vision.
Well done bloggers.
You are all winners in my eyes.
Only Richard gets the book though.
Thank you all for your entries.
