John Cheadle loves cricket training, infact he lives for it.. whether you see John at Aranda or Manuka, theres a certain aura about him you can tell he's really alive.. If only he had the same enthusiasm for toilet training..
Early last year when Cheads was on the prowl women scattered everywhere when he hit the nightclub scene, backing himself as somewhat of a silver tongue John began working his magic with the ladies at the bar abley accompanied by few lip loosening amber ales, imagine the big guys excitement when his 'chat' was appreciated by a lonely interstate traveller who was looking for someone cuddly to keep her warm the night.
He whisked his catch away from the bar and took her back to the 3 and half star hotel room she was staying in.. so exausted was the super coach after strutting his stuff he hit the sack unable to 'peform' after possibly one too many lip looseners before his lady friend had the opportunity to get down to his members end and face a couple balls!!
Cheads drifted off to sleep dreaming of fielding drills and net sessions.
Taking his friends request to keep her warm a little too seriously John soaked the mattress in the bodies second warmest fluid..
Being the gentleman he is, John collected his belongings ordered a cab before his mistress awoke.. leaving a pineapple on the bedside table to cover the dry cleaning.
John Cheadle... 'Cant root, Can wet the bed!!'
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