Team USA beach volleyball players ask McDonald’s to let other foods into Olympics Village
THE beach volleyball is all about sex. It’s not a sport. It’s not darts or snooker or space hopper racing or golf. If the players aren’t to your tastes, there are the dancing girls, who trot on to prance and perform, looking like extras from one of those old adverts for the Soaraway Sun, in which stunnas sit on seaside deckchairs to read up on shaggers, knockers and scoreres.
As we salute all the brave and talented women who have toiled hard to win medals for Team GB, the losers must cast a glance at the beach volleyball and ask themselves whey they didn’t just pick an easier sport. Forget swimming – face down in the water on a wet, cold and dark February morning – running – round and round and round you go on a hard track until you want to puke and your toenails fall off – cycling – hills; always the hills – and rowing – always looking where you’ve been; never looking forward – and just head to the beach to mess about in your skimpies like you’re on a saucy postcard…
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Posted: 5th, August 2012 | In: Sports Comment | TrackBack | Permalink
