Andy where’s my fifteen minutes?
Ah, but you see, that’s just not long enough these days Andy. People are demanding their fame lasts a little longer. Thirty minutes, an hour and even as much as a day is what they want in these greedy times. I’m not a sporty kind of guy (shouts of “really?”) …but it looks to me that the event above actually took place last year. Being forced to use public transport to get me to a Grandaddy gig on Wednesday night (I normally enjoy astral flight) it was the first time that I noticed this advertisement for a game of Rugby.
Seems sort of ironic though, that a lyric penned by Bowie at a time when he wasn’t perhaps at his physical peak (“And I, I’ll drink all the time”), should be employed to advertise a beefcake-fest such as this. Whatever, after tracking down a match report of the game, it seems that Sailor actually helped seal England’s fate by scoring the last try in a performance that saw England demolished 2-22 by Australia. Don’t believe me? Read this excerpt from the report:
“By this time England were visibly tiring and while they never really looked like scoring a try of their own they still repelled the Aussies with some ferocious defence. And when MacDowell and Sailor ran in unopposed tries late in the game it gave the scoreline something of a flattering complexion.”
Oh well, it may have been a lot worse had England chosen a different line from “Heroes” for their slogan: “We can beat them, just for one day”.
Total Blam Blam (European Correspondent)