Creepy European Sex Criminal

If ever my Englishness was in doubt, here's proof. This is me on a podcast.

Around The Blood On The Horns, or something

The podcast was designed to be a group forum of sorts, in which the four most pre-eminent Chicago Bulls podcasts on the web debated certain topics in an Around The Horn style (hence the shit name), just as a break from the sheer brain-addling monotony of their usual drudgery. (Only kidding, ladies.) I was asked to be the host, and I accepted, not knowing in advance that I was going to be ill. Nonetheless, despite a terminal case of the internationally recognised debilitating disease known only to science as "manflu", I fought my way out of my sickbed, determined to bring my useless opinions and jokes stolen from hitherto unknown niche British TV shows to the massive Illinoian audience of easily pleased iTunes fans, with time to burn and insight to thieve. (I think I'm better in print.)

Factual errors, audio quality and sniffing be damned - I think it went rather well for a bunch of amateurs thousands of miles apart. If there's a next time, maybe I'll blow my nose first.