‘I’ve had to work hard on my brilliance. It takes effort to get this obnoxious…’
I love my family and I love cricket. In that order. So let me put this on the record straight away. When those complete cu – I mean those really thoughtful and intelligent cricket strategists, Straussy and Cooky, two of the best guys you could ever hope to meet – dropped me from the international squad, I was happy to take it on the chin. Despite what people say, KP is not a cricketer with a big ego. There’s nothing I like more than just sitting at home with Jess, staring at myself in the mirror. Nor was I in any way disappointed when England surprised everyone by winning the Ashes and even Piers Morgan and Tom Holland stopped their incessant tweets demanding my recall. Because KP always has been and always will be a team player.
In cricket, as in life, we all have to move on and I think it’s time to let bygones be bygones. When I wrote my autobiography two years ago, I didn’t anticipate that slagging off every England cricketer I had ever played with might put a few people’s backs up. What I said was always intended as constructive criticism – a chance to use my genius to improve English cricket for decades to come – rather than to settle some old scores with a bunch of losers. But I see now that some people might not have been ready for that approach, so I want to put the record straight now. If I did call some of you miserable shits miserable shits, I didn’t mean it. And please, please don’t forget me. My phone hasn’t rung for days.
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