His name is Shane Warne and he's both an Australian cricket champion and an Australian champion womanizer.  And while I'm on the subject, I have to clarify one thing:  She was actually his ex-wife, but they were in the middle of something called a marriage reconciliation.  I'm sure all the reconciling is over now. 

I knew a guy who accidentally hit the send button on his phone when we were at the titty bar.  He left over five minutes of shameless talk to a extraordinarily symmetrical stripper named Extaci on his wife's boss's voice-mail (the last number he dialed).  I never heard from him again.  From Reuters:

As Callahan got the couple's three children ready for school in Melbourne, a text dropped into the inbox of her mobile phone, she told New Idea magazine.

"Hey beautiful, I'm just talking to my kids, the back door's open," the message from Warne said.

"You loser, you sent the message to the wrong person," Callahan sent back.

She told the magazine the message confirmed her suspicions that Warne was again cheating on her and that his lover had been to their London home before.