Archive for the ‘sport/boofheads’ Category

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Barry Hall, motivational speaker

11 Jul 2008

Barry Hall’s current suspension from the Swans may be the best thing that ever happened to him. If today’s article in the Fairfax papers is any guide, Barry has a promising future as a business motivational speaker.

Titled I must be proactive to get through these confusing times, Hall’s article is a cornucopia of corp-speak buzzwords: “on the front foot”, “source”, “going forward”, “timeframe”, “worst-case scenarios” and so forth.

You have to admire his honesty and he definitely has a commanding stage presence. A bit more coaching on the language - a few end-to-ends and a best practices or two - and he’s got it made.

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Summer tradition

17 Jan 2008

It must be summer . . . a rugby league player is up on rape charges.

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You know you want to

16 Jan 2008

Victoria Police have defended using pepper spray on tennis fans . . . instead of Corey Worthington.

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No shit sherlock news #2

6 Mar 2007

Jewish people who don’t toe the line get called names by Colin Rubinstein, but the first person to mention Hitler or the Nazis always loses the argument. Sam Brett plugs a whole bunch of other people’s books to discover the shocking truth that women like foreplay, but remains oblivious to the fact that her readers are bloody morons. Young, overpaid, testosterone-filled boofhead gets charged with sexual assault. John Howard and co will do anything and say anything to get re-elected (as will Peter Debnam?), but it just might not work this time despite the wishful bleating of his cheer squad. Paul Keating is piss funny when he gets fired up. And yet another example where right-wing idiots play the man when they have no real argument, but by now they really should be ashamed of themselves.

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Cover that midriff, it’s making me anorexic

17 Apr 2006

Those enlightened feminists over at Gymnastics Australia have ordered Australian cheerleaders to cover up their midriffs because it's feared "revealing costumes make sensitive teenagers feel uncomfortable about their weight and affect the self-esteem of [presumably less sensitive] others", reports the Sunday Mail in Queensland. Gymnastics Australia is "keen for cheerleaders to be seen as athletes in sports wear, rather than bimbos in bikinis".

Riiiiiiight. So that would explain why a pretty face, tiny body, unfeasibly large breasts and inch-thick makeup are also an obligatory part of the costume for these 'athletes in sports wear'. Let's not dwell on the exploitative and pervy skin-tight costumes worn by female gymnasts (if they were old enough to have pubic hair, they'd need to do some serious waxing).

Stop it, I'm getting poor body imageI'm also wondering why a gymnastics board is the peak body for cheerleaders but not, say, ballet dancers. Cheerleading is hard work and requires high levels of skill and fitness, but so is arm wrestling, which is not covered by Gym Oz. On the other hand trampolining is, but not diving. Go figure.

It's nice that the Sunday Mail got into the spirit of things by accompanying the story with this delightful photo of some of the Queensland Reds' top athletes: Jasmine, Taryn and Bec. And you can clearly see how Bec, on the right with the bare belly, is the only one of the three who might give teenagers funny ideas about how they're supposed to look.

But, you know, it's good to see those Gymnastics Australia chaps taking a stand somewhere that will really make a difference. Once cheerleading fans are deprived of navel-gazing opportunities, teenage girls will have no more sources of poor body image. Except TV, movies, magazines, newspapers, the internet, posters, books and, of course, each other.

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Wow

12 Apr 2006

Look, I may have been unfairly harsh to Lleyton Hewitt. He is evidently a man of rare insight and wisdom.

My local shop has a weeks-old poster from one of the gossip mags touting an exclusive interview with the tennis maestro. The cover line reads:

Bec and Mia
changed
my life

So, um, getting married and having a baby changed his life.

Imagine that.

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Pop genius

18 Feb 2006

Over the last six months I’ve become a half-hearted gym junkie having joined the evil cult next door to work. I still hate gyms, but the desire to live longer has helped me overcome my distaste. Why, for example, do they assume men only like to do weights and women prefer cardio, thus putting all the exercise bikes etc on the quite obviously designated chick floor?

They even segregate the music, playing more girlie stuff on one floor and slightly more masculine fare upstairs with the weights and rowing machines (no Barnesy, though). Which means when I’m on the exercise bike I have to listen to an ever-repeating small assortment of R’n'B and pop unless I remember to bring the iPod.

Which is all a very long-winded and lame explanation of why I’ve heard (about a million times) and seen the video clip of The Veronicas‘ masterpiece 4Ever. You have to feel sorry for those nice folks trying to pitch abstinence to teenage girls when they’re up against the full force of the Warner marketing department, an incredibly catchy tune (more of which later) and lyrics like:

Read the rest of this entry ?

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Sure it’s a media beat-up, but . . .

9 Feb 2006

Overblown tennis brat Lleyton Hewitt failed to show up to a charity fundraiser for the Special Olympics, claiming he had a sore foot. Today it emerged his allegedly sore foot didn’t stop him playing golf with Pat Rafter instead. The organisers even offered to pick him up by helicopter to avoid straining his poor old sore foot.

His manager claimed he never even agreed to be at the fundraiser because he had to attend a maternal health check with his wife Bec. Which was presumably held in a golf course, as they usually are.

If we are going to elevate bratty sports types who can’t win a tournament and soapie/pop stars who can’t act or sing (and should be forcibly restrained from writing poetry) to bogan royalty, does this not give them noblesse oblige to show up to the occasional charity event for disabled kiddies? Say what you like about actual royalty, at least Betty and the rest of the Windsors make fairly regular appearances at these things.

Lord help anyone who views these idiots as role models but if they do, what kind of example is this? Don’t feel like showing up to something worthwhile because it’s dull or difficult? Make lame excuses and go have fun with your mates instead. It’s what Lleyton Hewitt does, and he’s rich and successful and famous and married to a beautiful (stupid and untalented) actor/singer/poet.

Last word goes to suspiciously eloquent former boxer Jeff Fenech, who said: “He’s got a sore foot. I would have been there with a broken leg. These are children who compete in the toughest circumstances, tougher than me or Lleyton. I’d give my world title if it meant seeing these kids happy.”

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Balls to that

20 Jan 2005

In a move that is in no way window dressing or tokenistic, those sensitive new age blokes at the NRL have finally dragged their sport kicking and screaming into the 20th century by appointing a sheila to their board of directors.

The new board member, Katie Page, is also managing director of Harvey Norman, a major sponsor of . . . wait for it . . . the NRL. This, she assures us, is not a conflict of interest because “That sponsorship is locked in and won’t come up for another two years. It’s done and dusted.” Of course. But hey, if thugby league wants to be taken seriously as an Australian sport, it should aspire to having Eddie Maguire levels of corruption like the AFL does, as well as the all-too-frequent sex and salary scandals. (OK, technically because of the way the NRL is structured there’s no actual conflict of interest, according to Crikey, but the whole thing is terribly cosy.)

Curiously, although Page is filling one of News Ltd’s three board positions (the other three going to the old ARL), her appointment was hardly reported in any News Ltd publications, aside from this snippet in the Courier Mail.

As a member of the NRL board, Ms Page can look forward to being pinched on the bum, fetching coffee and beer for the other board members and participating in the inaugural NRL board wet t-shirt competition.

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