Luke Pomersbach, the man who stretched out Brad Hodge’s shirt once and hits the ball like it is a paedophile, has been granted a special driver’s license.
You may remember when he got drunk, crashed his car a few times and attacked a police officer, well in Perth that means you get an extraordinary driver’s license of four days a week.
If you beat the cop to death, you can only drive 2 days a week.
Harsh, but fair.
The magistrate was worried that by taking his license away he would suffer hardship.
If you drive that drunk you probably deserve some fucken hardship.
Little known fact, in Perth they have no taxis.
They do have public transport, but Luke doesn’t know how to use it.
He actually said that, out loud, to people. WAy to get the public sympathising with you, Luke.
He hasn’t caught a bus since high school, and as well all know public transport has changed so much in the last 7 years, they have hoverbuses now and you have to know the secret code word to get on.
I like Luke Pomersbach as a batsman, and I hope he comes back from his troubles, but come on, it’s a bus, that lady who spits in plastic bags has worked it out.
When I was young i caught a train to the bus, and then walked, took me about 70 minutes on a good day.
If any future cricketers fail to get an extraordinary license I can come over as a consultant, am happy to do so.
