A Peek at the Diary of ... Kevin Pietersen

'Like a lot of fairly thick guys, I see most things that happen to me in terms of mainstream mafia cinema'
Things have settled a bit since I got whacked. (Like a lot of fairly thick guys, I see most things that happen to me in terms of mainstream mafia cinema. Office politics, sponsorship contracts, parking tickets - it's all Corleone.)

Going forward, though, my main priority has been to support Jess. Like I tell my friends back in South Africa, my wife's a huge, huge personality in the UK. Right now she's appearing as a contestant on Dancing On Ice - which is sort of like the British Oscars. And the best thing is, there's no positive discrimination in the selection policy. The most desperate D-listers get picked - regardless of skin color.

Initially I had reservations about her doing it. I remember saying: "Do you really want to make people care about us as a couple even more than they do already?" She looked me in the eyes and said... "We can no more fight this than we can argue against gravity." So that was that, you know? I'll give my woman whatever it takes to make her happy.

As for me, I've had so many messages of support. The only nanosecond of self-reflection was sparked by an unsigned card that read... "If you regularly find yourself having to go on TV and give interviews in which you say, 'I know I'm a great bloke', then you probably aren't."

But I quickly decided it was just the lads having a laugh, and went out to buy a Porsche.

© Guardian News & Media 2008
Published: 1/23/2009
 
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