The delightful Mrs Flintoff may have hung up her boots, but there are plenty more attractive cricketing wives and girlfriends in the stands. You will notice I am not using the acronym WAGS or words like Phwoar. Oh no; this is cricket, I'll have you know—the last bastion of sporting class.
We live in a world where soccer wives bare all and female softball players spit without regard for what their mothers think. Well, praise the lord for Sarah Palin and the good women of cricket, who uphold the values our forefathers held so dear.