My mate Roger got a girl pregnant when he was fourteen. He was so shit =
scared he told me, and when he said
that her dad was a cop I thought he was joking. I told him he`s got to =
tell someone, and so he went and told a teacher, and the girl eventually =
got an abortion. He was fucking shitting himself, let me tell you, but =
six months later he was fucking around like always.
Ooh, aahh, Glenn McGrath
You betta watch it I thought to myself. But Roger was pretty fucking =
sure of himself. He was the guy who first brought a block of hash to a =
party. Because I was his friend I was there when he first showed it to =
people, and we all went down the backyard and he rolled a joint. Where =
did he get it from? My parents would have killed me if they knew. I =
thought we`d all turn into junkies or something if we had too much.
The last time I saw Roger was last year at the Boxing Day test. He`d =
turned into such a fat, normal, yobbo cunt. The wife nearly didn`t let =
me out today he said, and he did all that chanting yobs do, like Ooh, =
Aahh, Glenn McGrath. It got you in the end I thought to myself, as I =
looked at Roger. Life got you in the end, pal. You were such a cocky, =
successful winner when we were 16, but now you`re just another sad fat =
prick sitting in the M.C.G high-fiving in self-congratulation, as if its =
you that had the skill and determination to play for Australia. Its =
the cunts with the bad haircuts that you`ve got to watch out for. =
There`s never been a popular teenager yet who`s done rat`s with their =
life. Its the fucking dorks that give it a real go. Glenn McGrath got =
5 for 50 that day.