It's Just Not Cricket: Bleacher Report's Cricketing Wives and Girlfriends
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.
Mrs Pietersen would have been horrified that the paparazzi snapped her midriff as she stood up to clap—although might I suggest a belt next time, young lady; there's shabby chic and there's shabby. But apart from that, doesn't she look radiant as she claps with decorum?
Hair tied back, not too showy, careful not to detract from what her husband is doing on the field of play. Well, we applaud you, Mrs Pietersen—you are a credit to the English Rose.
Look at Amy Hussey, aka Mrs Cricket, in this picture. What an absolute superstar, all in white and doing her utmost not to smile too much and detract from her cricketing god of a husband. Michael doesn't have to worry about what his partner will come down the stairs in before a big function; like him, she is solid and dependable when called upon.
We salute you, Mrs Cricket. You are one Aussie who certainly didn't deserve to be on the losing side last Christmas and New Year.
Unfortunately, there is always one who comes close to letting the side down. You know the sort—the Lara Bingles of this world.
This was the only picture I could find suitable for publication in this feature, and it took some airbrushing, I can tell you.
Fortunately for Michael Clarke, her shenanigans are a thing of the past, and he can get back to concentrating on his game.
Jess Bratich is an absolute saint. Married to a man who cannot bowl for toffee, she supports him day in and day out and gives him the belief that he's actually quite good. And when he fills his Ute up with beer and silly hats at Christmas time, she just smiles through it all.
Giving is what she does, and she never stops for a moment to think of how life could have worked out for her. God bless you, Jess—you remind us all that charity begins at home.
It doesn't stop with Jess. Shane Watson's partner Lee Furlong may actually be an angel. She even dresses like one. Shane doesn't have to engage in idle chitchat at the dinner table; he doesn't have to feign interest when Lee's favourite TV show comes on. Lee is a Fox Sports presenter, and all she wants to do is to make Shane happy and talk about sports.
Lee, you truly are heaven sent.
You have been introduced to some of the finest women behind their good and not so good men. English soccer, women's softball—your girls took one hell of a beating.