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…..

Sportreview.

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.

http://wp.vizu.com/vizu_poll.swf

I said if I got enough entries I would put a reader’s choice in, so here it is.

You get to choose which fan deserves the book the most from those who emailed their entries in.

Here is a quick run down of each entry.

Cameron breaks the word limit by about 170 words, but he gives us this beautiful one paragraph ramble about how i will ruin cricket in the future. Only you can decided if the rules should be obeyed or not.

Matt goes the direction of a Star Wars’ Golden Shower routine, hard to say no to that image.

Sach talks about how Lalit Modi would rip my balls off, and that would end the IPL, and world cricket. Scary thought, as I love the IPL.

Dhananjay gives you 11 reasons why cwb is ruining cricket, one of them is Sehwagology. Evil Bastard.

Ben looks into the future summons the spirit of Kiki & Sassy to report on the fact I have just killed Lalit Modi, probably because he took my balls in the earlier post.

Chirag mentions the ICL, so according to ICC regulations he should be shot, or have his nipples cut off.

Jason teaches WG Grace to use a computer, and he hates me, obviously.

Raj does more research than I did for my whole book and uses all the dirty words and phrases I have ever uttered, like “Shane Watson”.

SLA gives us a lyrical entry, it has rhymes and all, including “overrated Vics; Nannes and bryce, plenty of man love. That was nice”

Gigi gives us a cartoon, and don’t be put off by the fact Dirk has no beard or that you don’t know what the word mandibles means.

There they all are, so once you know your favourite, go below and vote, you have until midnight London time on Friday.

Exciting, isn’t it.

http://wp.vizu.com/vizu_poll.swf

Not bad odds.

And who doesn’t want a free copy of a book with the authors signature and some smutty comment.

If you haven’t sent in your 200 words or less on how cricket with balls is ruining cricket, you have until the 25th of may at midnight Greenwich Mean Time to send them in.

If I get at least another 7 more, I will allow you the readers to vote on who one of the books should go to.

Another one of the books will go to the ‘best of the blogs’ entry.

And the third one will go to whoever I decide to give it to.

It doesn’t have to be a massively wordy, it can be one line, a photo shopped picture, or a haiku poem written in the style of Bill Lawry.

Send them in to cwb@cricketwithballs.com.