Despite having the single worst nickname in sporting history (The Essex Ocelot???) there is no denying Rocket Ronnie's place in our fair nation's heart. The man responsible for the world's fastest 147...and for anyone reading this not knowing what that is, it is pretty much impossible for the average human...the man who quits half way through games when it's not going well, the man who beats opponents with his left hand when he feels bored! Yes his dad is a murderer, yes he might moan a bit too much for a millionaire and yes he might be a bit flash. But, he is the one and only reason snooker is ever, and I do mean ever, worth watching. Better than all of this is that he is another local lad done good. Plus, anyone who openly says "anybody wanna give me a nosh?" during a press conference gets a massive thumbs up from me. You can take the boy out of Essex...Ronnie, we salute you.
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