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The curse of the Nike ad June 22, 2010

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Token African striker (OK, Drogba) beats numerous defenders before chipping the keeper only to be denied glory by a goal-line overhead kick from Canelloni (sorry Cannavaro). Insert Italian celebratory song and dancing girls. Rooney chests down the clearance before playing a sloppy intercepted pass. Insert failure montage culminating with a bearded Wayne exiled to a caravan. Inspired by this dystopic future, Rooney chases down Ribéry and slide tackles. Insert alternative success montage – Rooney is knighted, Britain’s crippled stock market recovers, newborns are named Wayne en masse and Federer is defeated at ping pong. Brazil’s Ronaldinho dazzles with some fancy footwork to swing in a cross. Insert worldwide dissemination of his step-over move including replication by Kobe Bryant. Finally enter golden boy Ronaldo, accompanied by an autobiographical movie, Homer Simpson and a 3-storey blinged statue.

Despite an impressive plethora of sportstars, the Nike World Cup ad is fatally flawed in several respects. Kobe Bryant is best known this side of the Atlantic for a sexual assault case that was later dropped. Similarly Ribéry, embroiled in an underage prostitution investigation, was banned from the Champions League Final. Ronaldinho, fancy footwork or not, was considered too old to be selected for this year’s Brazil squad. Football faux pas indeed but nothing in comparison to the stars’ underperformance in the World Cup to date. At the time of writing (20/6/10) Drogba, Rooney, Ribéry and Ronaldo have played woefully in the opening games and Cannavaro has just handed New Zealand a(n arguably offside) tap-in. Even Federer struggled in his opening Wimbledon game against relative unknown, Alejandro Falla.

The Nike curse is well-documented. Previous ads featured Eric Cantona, subsequently dropped, and Dennis Bergkamp, before uncharacteristically Holland failed to qualify. Only the Madden Curse, where American football players appearing on the videogame box art suffer a degradation in performance, is comparable in terms of expense and embarrassment. To quote the commercial’s only character not cursed… D’oh.

Shrek upgraded from the swamp before MTV Cribs came a knocking

52, 69, hot, hot, HOT May 11, 2010

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American football is grossly misunderstood by the empire. Dismissed as too stop-start, chatty, time-consuming and padded in comparison to football and rugby, the UK simply doesn’t have the patience or weather. However (predominantly male) opinions will likely be changed following the announcement of the Lingerie Football League. Literally as awesome as it sounds. Seven-a-side American football played by cheerleaders, dancers and probably strippers wearing minimal body armour, bras and panties.

Renders the cheerleaders superfluous, but frankly who cares. Unless the organisers (misguidedly) gender reverse the pompom-weilders too. Nobody wants to see a spirited pyramid of Chippendales. I propose the underwear approach should be applied to other U.S. male-dominated sports. Picture ice hockey rough-housing. Check out the gratuitously voluminous photo gallery by clicking here.

Our Irish neighbours also appear to have jumped on the scantily-clad sports bandwagon – check out the controversial ad campaign for Hunky Dory crisps.

Don't know what a blitz is, but I'd blitz that

Come on Andy… January 30, 2010

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After an initial stutter, Andy Murray convincingly romped Croatian Cilic 3-6 6-4 6-4 6-2 on Thursday to reach only the second Grand Slam final of his career. Although a hangover is inevitable, I plan on getting up tomorrow to watch the plucky Scot vanquish the sport’s behemoth, Federer, in the Aussie Open final. Sent back from the future to dominate tennis in the noughties (whoever named the last decade needs a kick-in), Federer is a cold and dispassionate cyborg and arguably the only confrontational export of Switzerland. Yes he can cry (and frequently does) but so can Tiny Tears dolls.

Is Murray humankind's last chance against the weeping machines?

The only other sports “personality” (or lack thereof) so notably emotionless was Tiger Woods. Until recently. I mean, who hasn’t slept with Tiger?

How long before the Fed announces his depraved addiction of choice? Not likely to be sex related as his ever-pregnant wife is omnipresent, at every game, watching his every move. Much less wiggle room, so to speak. As an aside, surely a sex clinic is a self-fulfilling prophecy – sex addicts imprisoned with nothing to do apart from other sex addicts. So what will Federer’s fetish of choice be? Given his bold fashion statements, my money’s on furries….