Honestly, you lot.
I go away for a couple of days to try and beat Blogger into submission and when I come back it’s all cyber-kissie face and typing one-handed.
Get your minds out of the gutter comrades.
The real reason why I’m writing is this breathless report in today’s Age.
The paper notes
AUSTRALIAN Olympic athletes have been paid five figure sums not to appear on a rival television show as bidding wars for exclusive access to medal winners turned nasty yesterday.
One competitor who has really earned the big dollars is world recordholder Stephanie Rice, who has agreed to sign a two-year deal of around $800,000 with Channel Seven, which is the Beijing Olympic broadcaster.
But Channel Nine, which has the Olympic rights for the next Games in London in 2012, has been aggressively pursuing its own signatures.
Really! Imagine that! Television networks are ruthlessly pursuing Olympic figures worth millions of dollars in advertising revenue - paint me pink and call me Pope Benedict.
Why anybody pretends the Olympics is primarily about sport is beyond me. It’s a rolling celebration of greed, corruption and fat-headed stupidity.
It also has its dark side.
But I do like this quote from an anonymous industry source
"This is unprecedented, the level of desperation, the underhandedness and ugliness that went on," a source said. The wheeling and dealing followed big ratings for the Olympic coverage and an insatiable appetite for the inside stories of the stars”.
Translation: “Their cunts got in with a bucket of phat cash before our cunts could”
Also - Stephanie Rice, goth or not?