After the 99 WC there was a ticker tape parade for the team and afterwards a private function in an upstairs room at Sydney town hall. By private, I mean like 200 people. I managed to get a bait from an old lady who worked on my floor who didn’t like cricket.
so I’ve grabbed her ticket and gone along. Fantastic. Was the team, their partners, the coaches, selected luminaries and me for free booze and canapés.
couple of hours in it’s getting a bit rowdy. The lads quite amped up, Gough of all people has rocked up (had more charisma than the rest of the room combined tbh). That idiot Sartorwas there, Bob Carr was pretending he cared about sport for about two minutes then pissed off.
anyway, am standing there sort of on the periphery laughing along at some joke someone was telling cos it was a good place to be.
So M Waugh’s partner at the time was a significantly older lady. And she’s standing there with him in the group, and this blonde bird walks up. I didn’t take much notice of her, but as far as I can recall she was in her 20s, gorgeous, had big, sun seeker titties and and a heart shaped ass that wouldn’t quit at the top of legs which went on for days.
and she walks up to MW, looks him in the eye and says hello. He sort of nervously says “hello” and she says “remember me?” with this big, dirty grin on her big, **** sucking lips.
Mark and missus junior left the party shortly thereafter without a word between them.