With youth, poise, porcelain yet freckled features and undercover ranga locks, Neil Robertson is outwardly the picture of an average bloke.
But inwardly, the voices of his inner champion cannot be silenced.
Irrefutable evidence for this utterly un-outlandish statement can be found in his rise and rise at the world championships. For snooker.
This man is a tour-de-force of accuracy and strategic inaccuracy, as he unleashes a thorough hammering of balls into holes with the use of a long, lean stick (among other things).
Into the last 8 you go little one. And what with friends who are nifty with Flash, what more could you want?
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