May 2009, and Michaela Tabb becomes the 1st woman to referee the snooker world championship final.
It gets a lot of publicity, but is a woman referee really any big deal..?

Well the short answer is that yes, it is a big deal.
A lot of people say it’s sexist to focus on the issue, that women officials in sport are no different to their male counterparts.
Hmm, I think that’s wrong, and here’s why…

Woman refs in sport *are* different than the men, precisely because there are so few of them.
In Michaela Tabb’s case, she freely admits she was fast tracked up the ladder by the world body, but let’s get things in perspective.
When she says ‘fast tracked’, it still took her nearly 10 years to get to the top, i.e. the world final.
Also, although world snooker helped her get through the door, it was then up to her what she did with it.

Tabb is a realistic woman, who says she got where she is by some good fortune, coupled with ambition and hard work.
The fact that she is the first is a reflection of her hard work, and a superb example of goal achievement in action.
It takes a lot for a man to referee the world final, so for a woman to do it in such a male dominated field is worthy of note and congratulation.
To avoid doing so for fear of being labeled sexist is nonsense in my view.

Whether there should be more women officials is another discussion – my view is that there certainly should. My (well read) copy of ‘Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus’ tells me that women can take a more objective view, and stay calm under pressure, perfect for top level sports officiating.
Look at the NFL, never a woman umpire, look at the football Premier League, no women refs, and even women assistant refs have come under fire from managers.

So to sum up, yes a woman referee is a big deal, the time will come when it isn’t, but at the moment Michaela Tabb and people like her are breaking down barriers, and more power to them is what I say!

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Klarer Sieg im Finale gegen Shaun Murphy!

Eine großartige Weltmeisterschaft ging am Abend zu Ende und das Crucible Theatre zu Sheffield sieht einen strahlenden Sieger aus Schottland, der seinen dritten WM-Titel gewonnen hat. John Higgins!

Der “Wizard of Wishaw” ließ seinem Finalgegner Shaun Murphy nicht den Hauch einer Chance. Mit 18:9 fiel der Finalsieg von Higgins recht deutlich aus. Shaun Murphy scheiterte letztendlich an der großartigen Taktik und einem genialen Safety-Spiel des neuen Weltmeisters. Diese hervorragenden Spieleigenschaften  von John Higgins hob “The Magician” im Interview direkt nach dem Endspiel lobend hervor.

Man sah Murphy an, dass er kämpfte, aber das reichte nicht aus. Seine Safeties klappten zu selten und seine Fehlerquote war ganz einfach zu hoch. Ob eine Erkältung dem “Magier” im Finale immer noch zu schaffen machte ist lediglich eine Vermutung.  Fakt ist: Shaun Murphy konnte bis zum 5:5 mithalten, brach dann aber spieltechnisch ein und fand zu keinem Zeitpunkt des Finales mehr zu seinem Spiel.

Glückwunsch an John Higgins, der mit seinem dritten Titelgewinn, nun dem elitären Kreis von Spielern angehört,  die im Crucible mehr als zwei Mal Weltmeister wurden. Das gelang bisher nur Stephen Hendry, Steve Davis und Ronnie O’Sullivan.

Zum Finale selbst gilt es noch zu erwähnen, dass Michaela Tabb als erste Profischiedsrichterin ein Endspiel der Snooker Weltmeisterschaft leitete. Dies gelang ihr in gewohnt souveräner Art. Auch hierfür einen Glückwunsch an Michaela Tabb!

Die “tollen Tage” von Sheffield sind nun zu Ende gegangen. Ein grandioses Turnier auf allerhöchstem Niveau war einmal mehr Werbung pur für diesen wunderbaren Sport. Ein Dank gilt allen Beteiligten vor und hinter den Kulissen!

Beste Wünsche!

Klaus B.

Once upon a time there was this snooker fan who went to Belfast to catch the Northern Ireland Trophy.

The whole experience happened to take place in Belfast for several reasons, most important of them being the fact that it’s a small city and the tournament is somewhat supposed to be rather  more accessible than other events of the same kind.

On a short note,  regarding the city itself,  Belfast is more or less all right. Now maybe  I didn’t get to see the “musts”, but… 80% of the places from which you can buy something, especially food, close at 5 pm. Except for some days when they close at 9 pm.

Belfast is  quite small (again, maybe I haven’t seen everything that must be experienced there, but I do believe that’s how it is. I also think the surrounding areas are amazing) and there isn’t much to do there.

From an interpersonal point of view (don’t want to apply labels, but) it seemed that half of people are truly friendly, and do speak a lot, about all sorts of nonsense, in an accent I didn’t get much of. Therefore I was quite eager to shake my head or nod to most questions and if I couldn’t do that, I’d just ask them to repeat what they just said.  The other half of people seem quite in a hurry and not much into helping someone.

I’d also like to say though that the Waterfront hall staff is absolutely amazing from all points of view.

Until reaching the main deal, about the snooker, I’d also like to note here a dialogue and a question which repeated themselves over and over again therefore quite a lot, as I’ve been there for more than a week:
1. – Are you working here?
- No, I’m here as a tourist.
- In Belfast??
- Yeah, I’m here to see the snooker.
- No, really???????
- Yes.
- No, really???????
(the person towards someone else)
- Hey, she’s here to see the snooker! :O
(the other person)
- No, really???????? You must be really committed. Lol

2. – Are you all right? (A question everybody asks there over and over again and I’m not used to. LOL It’s a very polite question to ask someone, but, after you hear it for the 121st time you might get the urge to start sharing your problems with everyone, especially if you’re not feeling so good.)

And now, getting to the main subject… Snooker.

When I got back to my country, from Belfast, I actually had no idea on what to say about what I’ve seen and experienced. It’s just like a trip on which you’ve seen so many things, in such a short time, that you either remember just a couple of them, or most of them lose their importance.

The seats have been amazing…  They have a great season ticket, at a very good price, available on the Waterfront site, holding access to all the matches.

Until the semifinals I could sit wherever I pleased, even in the first row (amazing view ) and afterwards I’ve had seating reserved in the 4th row (good view too).  At some point I even watched the matches from the rows above the arena,  because downstairs you can’t move much so you don’t bother the players. Also… When  it was crowded downstairs, the seats became quite uncomfortable. However, from anywhere in the  hall  you have great views and there are always two imense screens on which you can see what’s going on at table number one (I think. It’s the one in the middle). Screens you cannot possibly ignore, especially when you want to see the general placement of the balls.  The weird thing is that you get caught up in that and try to check out the placement when you’re watching the other tables too, obviously with no luck. LOL

The beautiful thing was that, unlike on tv, you can choose what match you want to see. You can actually see two matches at the same time (a thing which is terribly exhausting, especially if two of your favourite players are on two different tables).

Therefore, although I sort of am a Stephen Hendry fan, I got to be one of the few spectators watching the match between Alan McManus and Mark King. I chose to see this match and not the one between Hendry and Lee, nor Mark Allen’s match. I only caught the last session of the Hendry-Lee one.

Emotions and getting pissed off are even stronger than on tv. Been quite mad that Mark King didn’t win, but I would’ve been even madder if I would’ve watched the Hendry-Lee match as I had a good feelin’ Stephen Lee would  beat Mr. Hendry and it wouldn’t be nice to watch.

One of my greatest joys was that I could see my personal (and local) favourite, Joe Swail.  He started the season on his left foot, but I do believe he’s a player who can do a lot more and find great joy in seeing him smile. Really nice.

The second great joy was, from afar, watching Ronnie. I’m really glad that he won that tournament. He sometimes didn’t play as well as he can, but, for the love of showtime and electricity on the table, I’m really glad. I would’ve been quite satisfied if Dave Harold would’ve taken the cup home too.

On Ronnie… What’s there to say? I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. He’s even more electric than on tv. More sensational (don’t know if that exists, but he is). More careless. And , of course,  lots of times he makes everything look like someone from the light weight cathegory is fighting Goliath.

Ronnie runs from fans and fans are always around him. It’s quite tricky, getting close to him, or maybe I just didn’t have enough guts. I just observed him from a distance.

Someone asked me if I actually thought there’d be a red carpet and you couldn’t get close to the players. No way. People just walk around the hall at their own pleasure. Kendo passed by me three times, so did Graeme Dott and even Mr. Hendry, with his chin in his chest.

I’m just sorry  I had to get over my emotions, which didn’t happen very fast, so I’d be able to take some pics with the players. They mostly walk around the place and, after every match, they come down to players entrance where they sign cards and take pics with the fans. Except for Ronson, whom, after the thriller match held against Barry Hawkins, decided to go out through another exist, just like Barry. To be honest though, there were more than thirty fans outside waiting for them.

Maguire (whom I like to call Magsimus) and Ronson seemed to be quite unapproachable, but that is, of course, subjective. And Liang Wenbo seemed quite arrogant. As for Matthew Stevens, whom I was delighted to see at last, he just seemed posh, as in the Beckhams sort of posh, but in a very nice way . LOL

I also have to admit that there’ve been sessions I’ve missed because the whole thing was just to tiring.

I’ve found Dominic Dale, Mark Selby and Dave Harold to be some of the most approachable and kind players. Dominic Dale is just as you think him to be, a really, really nice guy, sweet and attentive. I was burning to ask about the wine stories, but I couldn’t  say much as I was overwhelmed anyway. He was also one of the few players who’ve been at the Waterfront Hall until the end of the tournament, even if they lost on the way.

For the male fans… Michaela Tabb is truly gorgeous and she looks even better than on tv. Her hair also has an extremely nice shade. Bygone.

Jamie Cope is also a truly amazing player, but,  like Dave Harold, he makes an unpardonable mistake in the middle of the break. The beautiful he plays, the big the mistakes.

What else, what else? Now that I remember the whole thing, it’s been truly nice, but I have to say, for the thousand and the last time, that it’s been really exhausting.

Oh and one last thing… The Higgins. I thought he’d be more sweet, but I managed to run into an exhausted Higgins, who fought hard against himself to win the match against Ian McCulloch.  He seemed quite tired and not in a good shape throughout the whole tournament, yet, of course, wearing the well known Higgins Blue. He’s so cute! Him and his whole family, simply love them!

And it’s been lovely to watch  the two triller matches, trademarked  O’Sullivan-Hawkins and O’Sullivan-Carter, from right across the fence.  Breathtaking thrillers for all the people present.  And maybe I shouldn’t say this,  mostly because the two matches shouldn’t've had just one winner, but…  Ronnie… Take us home. Black Eagle has landed…  Welcome home, BE.

p.s. Mark King is very… Very… Interesting. =)))))) And Joe Swail’s got some lovely eyes.

Christine got another point today, bringing her total to 69.
Great.
4 ahead now of Sonali, who I hope will equalice.
I might decide that that’s it, if she does.
A premature end to the championship.
Even Helen Challenge Skelton can catch them now.
I missed strictly cum wanking.. dancing, like I do, but went over Christine dancing today.

Ero-X productions’ Kinkwood 2 sees Julia Bradbury doing a WatchBog.
Or is that WatchDog after all..
The t.p. must be strong indeed, she peed right through it.
Or is that SandPaper?

Konnie Huq in scene 2 has a kangaroo baby down her blouse.
As she once had apparently, she claimed in an interview.
She said that it must like it there..
Who wouldn’t.

Also available is Ref-elations, Starring Michaela Tabb.
She’ll feature in their soon to be released Bog-it.

Waking up on.. Children in Need Friday, not sure to go over Susannah..
She’d be a fiver? a time..
She’d be worth it, and more!, but as I was wondering about the yellow? white combo, Carol came up and..
SHE WAS WEARING A PUDSEY BADGE.
That did it, and at only 8 quid, that’ll be my good deed for the day.
For now.

Fearney will wear a very short skirt for them wankers Children in Need, that’ll be hers.
Tess Daly will try to top that and ‘go commando’.
Girls Aloud..
5 of them, for those who can’t be convinced, but are close ‘to the edge’ because of Fearney and Tessey.

I’d gladly waive my © on the scheme I put on here.
They’d be busy, wouldn’t they be, all the fund-raising ideas and well-wishing to go through.
Which made me go over Carol Kirkwood, as she was wearing a badge, like I’ve suggested.
If ever a celebrity was to blame (herself) for making people.. masturbating over herself it’d be Ms Kirkwood.
Mrs…?
Otherwise I’d had appetite for Katherine Carpenter!
She looked tasty today.

Now.. yesterday I posted about celebrity porn.
And not the days when Zoë Ball would be in a Gang Bang, like rumour has it she had ‘a lot of appetite’.

Ero-x productions’ presents:
College Students and other Tasty Fruit.
The Activia? commercial in XxX form.
Helen Skelton..
It used to be a challenge, just 2 weeks ago.
Look, that’s 1 I had earlier.
10 minuted that took.
Now it’s just..
Forget it, just watch how I do that and see for yourself.

Or Mohini Sule, in scene 2.
Like she demonstrated that camera once (the only price that only ever could really be won on CBBC), she films the cameraman’s reaction while she’s on the bog.. Sorry, toilet.
His fysical reaction, mind.
2 scenes, 2 wanks.
I shall pooed.. put it on pause and recover for a Mo.

Sophie MmmmmcDonnell in scene 3.
Lemmy tell ya.. she’s not 1 of them girls..
She DID wipe, but used Precious little t.p..
Not halfaroll, like a most some girls..
Hang on.. Precious..
That was the brand.. ?

Scene 4, and Michaela Padd* proving that referees have periods too.
Well.. FEMALE referees.
That’s on the count of three though, which meant she had had numbers 1 and 2 already.
She managed an average of 29 seconds, being substantially slowed by the gallons she must have had, and the careful cleaning of the pink..
At the start of the scene the diector had tried to be funny by quipping
-..and NOW.. a tink from the pink!
Her average further brought down by exchanging tampons and pads.
Can’t remember the brand, sorry, but I don’t think that’s not really important in this review, I’d think.
They were sticky though, as they stuck to her pants!
The end shots a peek at her triangle, and a snooker table, with the pink under the triangle of reds..
The reds symbolizing eggs and the pink..
Next there’s a gang bang.
Her target 147, but if there’s any free exploding balls, they’re.. free to join in.
Later Michaela appears in a activia commercial, as the referees don’t earn that much really**.
*Any simularities with.. etc.
**That’s apparently why Mr Collier quit.

Scene 5.
Patricia Murphy.
Everything that could go wrong..
First she does a Mischa Barton.
Then the guy* can’t get it up..
*Gay, perhaps?
Then the dog turns out to be one they didn’t learn..
The stand-in.. it sure isn’t a stand-alone, rescues the scene, only for that rubber see-through thingy to snap.
Darn.
Patricia Murphy not in action for nine months..
Or longer, as the twins are born alive, and she now has to raise them.
Don’t worry.
If they grow as quickly as..
..she’d be back in no-time.

Scene 6.
Kate Sand.. Gerbeau gets to test some dog.
Suffice to it’s a very willing breed.
The watch part is for you!
Next: She’s testing a..
Suffice to say the programme might as well be called WatchBog..

Just the other day I was thinking about that kind of that kinkd of video.
I made a poll about which celebrity you’d rather see peeing in public.
It made me think the unthinkable.
Helen Skelton in a video about dares.
She’d pee after having water flowing from her mouth.
She’d stick her tongue out next.
Oh no!
The ‘director’ asks her to turn around.
She’d be great.

Other celebrities in the video would be Sonali Gudka, Susannah Reid, Christine Bleakley, Michaela Tabb..
*Now Michaela, you’re having a number
**1
*Show us a number 2?
**Depends..

Next the director asks her to clean the pink..
ZZZzzz

Amanda not that wankable today, being honest, I thought I keep it for Michaela Tabb, if she’d be doing the final.
But something must be wankable about Amanda herself..
Her Appearance?
I just decided I might go over Amanda, there’s the Gadget Girl.
That long shirt did it.
That’s supposed to b a skirt?
I thought – that 4 over Michaela and the one over her, making it five in me latest new wank-sock.
That’ll be very nutritious, as Amanda would tell ya!
5.. ? That’ll be more than yer Recommended Daily Allowance..
It was good, thanks, but I need a word with ya young tasty gadget lady..
Any plans doing an item on da fleshlight??
Not just ’something for the weekend’ either!
Oh, come on.
PPleeaassee?
Oh, ya wanna do it for me yourself.
Good.
I mean.. It better be good!
A gadget to test T.P. for girls would be NE good?
‘Safe for use.
No sandpaper and no guy-juices found on it’.
Which makes me think.
There’s sometimes 2 rolls of T.P..
One for.. general use? and # 1 for soft tissue.. I mean for the girls.
You know, wipe, squeeze, or in Jim Davidson’s words dab, after them girls peeing.
Why not
a) Put a sign up and
b) Have a 3rd roll
B goes with another sign

Putting that table in there has nothing to do with Michaela Tabb, by the way.
She’d be using some foul language, that Miss, 4 that gadget girl ending her sequence.
She gets all this.. attention?
..that’s for the table.
Other legs to check out.
And not just her legs mind!
Am I right in that she seemed to show a lot of.. skin when bending over to put that ball back?
And.. Did she have a bathroom <br> with them players?
But enough about Michaela Padd.. Tabb.
She’d be clearing the pad.. path for the pink, but not be4 cleaning it..
Top wanking bird ref.
No un-fair play in her matches.
She’s got an eye for sheets.. cheats.
Does she visit this blog?
Just imagine: (her saying)
Frame 17, Randy Walters to wank..

Now.. can we have a break from all this talking about her sexy frame..
Sorry, couldn’t resist.

Now.. I better go prepare.
I’ll be using a lot of left hand side

My girlf staying @ her mates with the twins.
Prob. to convince them.
So… a wank fest?

I managed 4 over Michaela, including 1 over the match she refereed t’day.
Don’t think I’ve gone 4 consecutive times over the same girl when starting a new wank-sock before.
She was Sooooo gorgeous yesterday!
The first was on the introduction.
The second was when she sat down and I imagined her peeing.
The camera then turned away, and I closed me eyes, just visualizing her.
By the time I opened them she was standing again.
So I don’t know if she wiped.
Let’s just say she ocassionally cleans the pink… ?
By the third she was smiling.
I think the gloves are really sexy.

It wouldn’t go all over her hands.
Oh, ya don’t have that fantasy?
Oh I see. You fantasize her putting a sock on.
I bet she’d be good..
She can make it 5 if she gets the final.
Some competition perhaps from Hazel.
Talking of which, I had Hazel nuts just t’day.
My n*ts are begging for Hazel.
Amanda Hamilton knows about how nutritious Hazel nuts can be.

Now, here’s a poll that I should have made.
That same site seems to specialize in polls.
It’s got a poll about ‘disabled’ teens having knocked it out over Becky Jago.

When it comes 2 Michaela Tabb
Guys know what part of themselves to grabb
Over her as a referee
I easily manage 3
And although she’d ask ‘back?’
Its her front I’d use 2 jack

The difference between Lewis & Amanda?
Amanda might not win the championship.
Not her fault, she’s only on the telly on Sundays.
She’s so much more wankable than Lewis though!

She’s back after 2 weeks or so, getting her 21, I think, on the wank rank.
Triple 7 = 21, my total number of ej.. wanks now also ending in triple 7.
2,777.
Could should have been a lot more.
Sigh.. you like that, don’t ya Randy Boy, that strike element!?
Which reminds me..
Michaela played around with the that pink for a some time, didn’t she!?
Striked the the, or you might suggest that’s some innuendo!
Plenty of time to.. well, time it.
I WOULD find them a bunch of sexists be surprised p*ssed – if she wouldn’t get to the final.

Yes, I was in that frame of mind.
She, was hot.
Checking out her back..
-I could wank over you! I wished I thought.
But I actually SAID it.
-After the match.. she said, after looking, my direction-ish.
I guess she just wanted to make certain.
How could she memorize all these numbers, keeping the scores?
For me, memorizing is no option.
I tried to follow this.. you know, the game with all those balls.
Some kinda.. billiards.. pool..
Snooker, that’s it.
Pretty long it took, and that’s not the pot I meant, but the match.
The referee didn’t help, she kept putting the balls back.
Well, the coloured ONEs.
That’s another thing: She kept saying
-ONE..
She kept saying that, when one of the players potted a red ball, so I quickly found that it must be the value of a red ball.
So, they get a point for every red ball they pot.
But.. what is the point of this whole game?
To go on forever?
Well, in that respect, the match was..
This referee would sure be in my top wanking bird bank.
Being bored by the game, I almost fell asleep.
To keep myself awake I thought I’d do a bit of pocket stimulation, but there was the interval.
Nice break that, to get my mind off the referee.
After the interval I considered not to go back, but I did.
It was a bit quicker now, probably helped by the fact the winning player only needed one more game.
So, there it was, the end of the match.
Total clearance of the audience..
On their way home.. most of ‘em..
Not so for me.
I went looking for this eyecandy.. referee..
erm..
-Miss..?
No reply, so when I’m near to what I think is the ref’s room..
-Miss..?
She must be here somewhere in the C..i..ble..
Cubicle! Check the toilets..
See, found her!
-Miss!
Just ahem.. erm.. number..
-ONE? Yes!
-Okay, so you just need the yellow.
I still am in that frame of mind, I add.
-Sure, her cool reply.
I tear of some sheets of toilet paper, thinking 4 is about enough.
I thought she’d gone all green, and was drip-drying.
I ask her to ’sign it for me’.
She looks @ me.
-Clean the pink?
She does. She has to, being the ref.
Although it probably’s got more to do with her just having had a pee.
So she does, and the t.p. goes in-off the pink.
She flushes as she gets up.
My time to sit down, as she poses for me.
A couple of strokes later..
-I hope she lets me have another go, I try..
-Sure, she promises.
So there I go, second ‘attempt’.
-Back..? she offers.
-Ermm..
She shows off her.. sexy frame?
Soon knocked the second in.. erm.. out!
Three misses, not quite, but she lets me know if I knock out another one, I have to.. leave her alone.
Not long after, I.. concede?
She returns the compliment and tears of.. LOADS of t.p..
-The white..
She hands it to me..
-Which reminds me.. ya haven’t re(a)d mine yet..
-I’ll just wait. Girls have to pee every 15 minutes..
-And you baize that on.. ?
-Rumours..
I clean up and find that..
-It’s more like.. grey.. -ish..
That’s the “tip of my cue” cleaned, dropping it in the pot.

She asks if I want an..
-autograph?
Oh and.. reading mine another time..
My turn to say
-Sure!
Would’ve been a great read, I’m sure.
That’s final, then.
Shame she didn’t get the final.
What kinda w*****s are in charge of this.. sport?
I take that back.
If they would be in charge, she would’ve got the final.
Oh well, Hazel is nice, too.
Oh yeah.. the autograph!
Wouldn’t mind if it goes with a picture!
Off I go..
Back home I’ll make myself com4table.. a cup of tea.
She’s great company, Michaela.

I miss her already.

Had another one over Michaela Tabb, and one over Hazel.
She was so..
Well, anyway, she was having some black and grey, and the white only just visible as.. some cleavage?
Good thing I didn’t go over the lovely Lizzie from Newsround.

(He’s called me lovely!¹)
Surely they won’t repeat this Mastermind thingy with Michaela again during the final?
Which she didn’t get, but she was so worthy of, amongst other things.
So that was final then, giving my sweety thing a rest, I think.
Sorry Amanda.

(I’d rather you had wank over me )
back²
²Yes, also very worthy to check out.

She took long putting that pink(?) ball back, didn’t she?
So long in fact I .. went off?
She cleaned it, perhaps or forgot where II.. to put it..
That’s V IV..
That’s V 4.. 5 for the tournament?
Five is, as you might know, the points that the BLUE is worth, the same color my pants.
Sometimes.
No chance of it now, if I keep knocking them out @ this rate.
The players keep knocking them in, mind.
When we see ‘em in action, anyway.
Except that.. genius?
Did he make that.. now, let’s keep it clean, w*nking gesture in a match where Michaela Tabb was the ref?
She kept her cool, now did she!
Or she must have thought it under-stand-able, her being the referee.
Like the time she said
-after the match.
in reply to the person that told her
-I could wank over you!
That was me.. was it?
Well, I’m telling all those celebrities on my blog.

Might as well call her May-chaela!!
She didn’t get the final, mind.
Of course I mind!
She doesn’t get the final, I (we?) don’t get off.
She got the semi final.
Talking of which: Off now, she’s on!
Well, I might go on a bit.
Hendry won II of the first III.
The mastermind bit, with D. Taylor..
They could of course have made it a little spicier, with Michaela being caught on the toilet.
Can I do the mastur.. mastermind now, please..
Just as the t.p. went in off the pink..

Third time I’ve done it over Michaela Tabb this tournament.
I also had one over the other referee.
Emily Riley, I think.
First referee double.
Yesterday caught a bit of Rachel Horne.
She used to be on newsround, ages ago.
She’s only got eleven on the wanking list

I just HAD to go over Riz Lateef yesterday evening.
There’s leaving your fiancée alone in front of the telly for ya.
Then I just had to.. get rid of my Kirkmorning-wood.
C-ah-ah-rol Kirkwood.
As regular as showers, her!
Mind if your pee would turn that umbrella’s colour though!

Then Michaela Tab+b, as it’s apparantly spelled, was on, getting some questions asked herself!
Final question: May I?
Which could also be red.. read as May 1.
Oh well, since that is more than a day, I might just get desperate.
Not that I’d do it over her.. you, if you’re visiting this site, only when I’m desperate.
Quiet the cont’rary!!
Putting a ball back never can take too long, especially when she’s on the top cushion, now can it! Bending over..
Neither can racking them up or cleaning a ball, although I have the suspicion they purposely don’t show too much of her in those situations.

Anyway, a mention should go to that tasty lass in the audience in the Hendry vs Day match.
If I had.. If she’d only be not so difficult to time it on.

Ieri, dupa ce ma uitasem printre picaturi la prima repriza din meciul de Liga Campionilor Manchester – Barcelona, la pauza am zappat pe celelalte canale. M-am oprit pe Eurosport, unde era snooker. Stiam ca Ding Junhui, un chinez care s-a remarcat inca de anii trecuti, a ajuns in optimile Campionatului Mondial. Acum era meciul Ken Dohery vs Liang Wenbo. Ma asteptam sa-l manance Doherty pe chinez cu fulgi cu tot. N-a fost deloc asa. Liang a sters literalmente pe jos cu fostul campion mondial. Astfel exista cel putin 2 chinezi in optimi, iar un al treilea ar putea sa li se adauge, daca reuseste sa-l bata pe Ronnie O’Sullivan.

Stateam si ma intrebam: ce sport urmeaza pentru chinezii astia? Incep sa se afirme cu putere in mai toate disciplinele, desi se vede ca sint mai buni in sporturile individuale decat in cele pe echipe. Dar sa se impuna in snooker, un joc traditional britanic, fara o istorie in Asia, mi se pare chiar remarcabil! Fac pariu ca la olimpiada de la Beijing vom avea multe surprize din partea lor. Valul Made in China este abia la inceput…

Pe de alta parte, nu am putut sa nu ma minunez din nou de eleganta acestui sport. Snookerul este intr-adevar cam ceea ce era tenisul in anii ‘60-’70. Un joc de gentelmeni, o lupta eleganta purtata cu manusi, dar in acelasi timp spectaculos si captivant. Ma relaxeaza enorm sa ma uit la un joc de snooker intr-o seara cand sunt obosit sau stresat de la munca. Cu o bere in fata, asezat comos pe canapea, admir modul in care jucatorii se aseaza pe masa, prizele si loviturile si mai ales gandirea tactica. In afara de simpla lovire a bilelor cu tacul din cele mai incomode unghiuri si cu cele mai uimitoare traiectorii, snookerul presupune gandire in perspectiva, anticiparea miscarilor adversarului si o strategie desavarsita. Acesta e si cel mai frumos aspect al jocului.

Eleganta jucatorilor este dublata de atitudinea arbitrilor. Acestia sunt (aproape) fara exceptie niste gentelmani, deciziile se iau in acord cu jucatorii, iar disputele chiar in cazul fazelor controversate lipsesc cu desavarsire. Am spus ca sunt aproape toti niste gentelmani tocmai pentru ca exista si o exceptie. Ma refer la arbitrul care a judecat partida la care m-am uitat ieri. Care este de fapt o lady. Este vorba de Michaela Tabb, o scotianca de 40 de ani, care pe langa faptul ca are o experienta solida in snooker si pool (e singura femeie care a arbitrat finala unui turneu major), arata al naibii de bine . Ea are si un fan club, lucru destul de bizar pentru un arbitru, cu atat mai mult unul de biliard. Si ca sa intelegi mai bine motivul pentru care are asa multi admiratori (desigur, pe langa capacitatile profesionale), iata si o poza mai jos… Exista alte imagini pe net chiar mai interesante, dar cred ca un preview e suficient .