Last week someone at the Sexy Football offices tweeted something about Hayley McQueen, one of the newest – and hottest – Sky Sports News Presenters.
The divine Ms McQueen aside we are lucky to be allowed SSN on in the office. This is good because it allows us to have plenty of football related banter while we are trying our best find you the best deal for 5 a side football.
There are downsides, of course. On a slow day the “Breaking News” yellow bar they love so much isn’t so much “Breaking” as “Broken” – for example for about an hour this morning there was some news that James McFadden was at Everton’s training ground (wow! Really! An injured player! On a free transfer! Stop the presses!) and it can be terrible if your team has had a spanking the night before and you have to watch the goals again and again.
And on transfer deadline day it can be really, really awful. Sky Sports lives, basically for two days a year, August 31st and January 31st and, as such, it has managed to convince us hard bitten football supporters (even ones as curmudgeonly as us at Sexy Football) that if our teams don’t sign anyone the end of the world is nigh.
And sometimes, if our teams have done something out of the ordinary, we have to put up with watching players we respect doing something …well…..a little stupid.
As a Stoke supporter therefore I was a little bit worried to see that Sky Sports New Cameras were at The Brit last week to watch Peter Crouch, Matthew Upson and Carlo Nash make fools of themselves, cooking with Marco Pierre White in front of 280 guests.
Season ticket holders had been offered tickets but they were top dollar and I am so tight fisted that I wouldn’t pay that price even if it meant I got to rub shoulders with Abby Clancy.
In the end Upson impressed the celebrity chef enough to win the competition. The menu, according to Stoke’s website was this: Seared Salmon Fillet, Rib Eye Beef and White Chocolate and Vanilla Cheesecake. It wouldn’t have been my choice (I don’t like fish without chips or unless its in finger variety and I am yet to establish just why cheese and cake should go together) and Peter Crouch didn’t sound to overwhelmed either: “I’ll probably give it a go when I get home,” was about as much enthusiasm as he can muster.
I guess these are things that footballers have to do in return for their celebrity – but just occasionally I am glad I am not one. And donning a chefs hat and gurning for the cameras definitely is in that category.
And finally – just because it occurred to me over the weekend while watching the Rugby . do you think Peter Crouch has ever said this when he….errm….scrums down: “Crouch. Touch. Pause. Engage.”
I would if I was him – but that’s just me…
See you next week for a detailed run down of the Sky Sports News ladies, ok perhaps not!
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