The curse of the Nike ad June 22, 2010
Posted by jasoncondie in News, Sport, Thoughts, Web.Tags: ad, advertisment, Cannavaro, Drogba, Federer, football, Homer Simpson, Kobe Bryant, Madden curse, Nike, Nike ad, Nike curse, Ribery, Ronaldhino, Ronaldo, Rooney, TV, Wayne Rooney, world cup, world cup 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.
Beyond cartoon felattio May 21, 2010
Posted by jasoncondie in Advertising, Art, News, Sport.Tags: Aaron Robinson, Anish Kapoor, avant-garde, logo, london, london 2012, London 2012 logo, London 2012 mascot, London 2012 Olympics, London 2012 Tower, mandeville, mascot, Olympics, wenlock
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What costs a paltry £400,000 and resembles Lisa Simpson performing a sex act? The London 2012 logo. The graffiti-inspired design received considerable criticism in 2007, further exacerbated by a promotional web animation which triggered seizures. Organisers defended the controversial graphic, citing the inherent flexibility afforded to sponsors by the various colour options. Although initially sceptical, having seen the logo applied to marketing campaigns of the official partners (Lloyds et al) I’d be inclined to agree.
Stage 2 of the marketing roll-out is no less important. The official mascot(s). London 2012 is expecting to raise ~£70m from lunchboxes, fridge magnets and other crap merchandise emblazoned with the character(s). Given the logo fiasco, a safe cuddly animal approach would be understandable. Nope. Continuing the risky, avant-garde design policy of the logo and Anish Kapoor’s £19m rollercoaster tower, the organisers have instead opted for Wenlock and Mandeville, two drops of steel from the construction of Stratford’s Olympic Stadium. An admirable gamble although I think Dodgee the Olympic Hoodie (below) would be a more fitting representative for modern-day Landan.
52, 69, hot, hot, HOT May 11, 2010
Posted by jasoncondie in Advertising, News, Sport.Tags: american football, bra, football, girls, hunky dory, hunky dory ad, hunky dory crisps, lingerie, lingerie football league, panties, sport
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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.
Come on Andy… January 30, 2010
Posted by jasoncondie in Sport.Tags: andy murray, australian open, cyborg, emotionless, furries, marin cilic, roger federer, sex addiction, sex clinic, tennis, Tiger Woods
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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.
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….







