'If you don't have a strip club at home, you ain't a player'

Sometimes it's only right to ask: could Chris Gayle do something that would make him seem even more Chris Gayle-ish than he already is?

The answer is yes.

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A strip club. In his house. That's the kitchen, that's the bedroom, that's the bathroom and that's the strip club. A home strip club. Apparently that's a thing now.

Is this Gayle's way of following Kemar Roach's advice?

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Meanwhile Kemar himself is so successful that he's actually moved beyond striving for mere self-improvement.

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Self-upgradation is the new form of progress. It beats evolution, certainly.

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But at least Neesham can still get on Facebook.

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It's as Wayne Parnell says...

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Shane Warne's not sitting still, but nor is he moving along with time. He's actively trying to swim against it. How's he getting on?

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Let's keep ourselves from squirming by convincing ourselves that he's talking about - ooh - let's say his knee. Shane Warne's five-day juice cleanse is playing havoc with his knee. That's much more palatable.

Some people say that Tino Best doesn't love anyone but himself. That's not the case.

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That hashtag clarifies that he's referring to Jack Bauer the fictional TV character and not Jack Bauer the New Zealand road cyclist.

From love to aesthetics.

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Unsurprisingly, C got most votes.

Speaking of votes.

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Photo bomber or recipient of the cold shoulder? You can make your own minds up about that one.

Finally, air travel. Somewhere in the world there is always a cricketer… obliterating jet lag with intensive training?

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Let's try that again. Somwhere in the world there is always a cricketer… happily passing time at the airport playing golf?

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