No, this is not John Higgins throwing a match by potting the pink ball. And no, I wont make a habit of posting naked men on my site.
The world of snooker, however, has been stripped bare in recent weeks due to its lack of interesting personalities, a decline in TV ratings and its overall dullness. This year, Steve Davis hit the kind of form that catapulted him, and snooker, into our living rooms 20 years ago. Whilst we intensely observed the waistcoat cladded potters strut around the table and shout for The Nugget at our TV screens, the TV companies were rubbing their hands.
But, while snooker hasnt changed in the last 20 years (we are sill watching the waistcoat cladded potters strut around the table and shout for The Nugget at our TV screens) the world has changed and so has the world of sport, except for snooker. Yeah, they've tinkered around a bit, but the concept is still the same.
So this is why the accusations made towards Higgins this week has surprised me. It is alleged that he agreed to match fixing. It has made me interested again! Not since the scouse stripper ran into the crucible with his sack of balls and a small cue a few years ago has my senses being so pricked for the game of snooker.
Im not happy about the headlines of match rigging, but at least it is getting headlines. Next year at the Crucible they should jazz it up by playing hip hop music during their intro with women with their 147's out and waving supportive banners.
I'll keep watching snooker because ive grown up with its ubiquitous drone every year, but I dont give a Dott Dott Dott Dott who wins anymore.
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