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/ 9 July 2004

A day in the life of Ivana Tennisova

Here she is, this Nabakovian sun-child, crystal-cold Russian tanned to honey by a decade in the heat of American skin-worship, giggling as she lifts her trophy. Ten thousand Humbert Humberts, comparing over-earnest notes on her forehand, look at the girlish knees, the still-soft calves, hair the colour of a Ukrainian wheat-field, and endure the delicious torment of being old and ugly in the shadows as this new loveliness dawns over the tennis world.

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/ 25 June 2004

Evil Empire II

Lawrence Fishburne is considered one of the finest actors of his generation. His generation includes Sylvester Stallone and Bruce Willis. Those who are doing the considering — usually chat-room visitors called ”Viking Wolf” or ”SoulThresher” (16-year-oldmounds of asthmatic, nearsighted acne) — say that Larry is one of the last true Method actors. And they seem to have a point.

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/ 21 May 2004

Chorus of dissent

Awkward questions were asked in Pretoria this week about how South Africa won its Football World Cup bid without consulting a single praise singer. Disturbing evidence of an entirely spoken bid presentation has come to light, and speculation is rife that the bid team had neither a praise-singing contingency plan nor an emergency backup ceremonial leopard tail.

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/ 26 March 2004

Ah, look at all the lonely people

While there’s much that we know about Eleanor Rigby, there’s a lot more that we don’t. It is here that Ms Rigby’s prospective biographer must pause and ask: What do depressed, lonely, abandoned, socially inadequate people do? Sometimes, on very rare occasions, emboldened to reckless exhibitionism by a satisfying heart-to-heart with the talking clock, they invent new sports.

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/ 27 February 2004

The Greatest

The legend of The Greatest is as healthy as ever, even if the man himself is not. Whenever an Olympic torch is needed to be held shakily aloft, Ali is there. Whenever Americans vote on the greatest sportsman ever, Muhammad Ali invariably edges out Dan Marino, Wayne Gretsky and Xena, Warrior Princess.

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/ 20 February 2004

Monkey see, monkey do

New Springbok coach Jake White is a great motivator. He’s a student of the game. He’s a thinker, a facilitator, a mover, a groover, a philosopher-king. But consider this, in light of the state of South African rugby: Is there anything a modern Springbok coach can do that a trained chimpanzee can’t?

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/ 9 January 2004

Dakar dispatches

January 5. Somewhere in southern Mauritania. Michelle, mon petit baguette, I write this by the guttering light of a burning Mitsubishi. The driver will soon be extinguished and so I must be brief. The weeping has become incessant. At first it was just the Italian bikers, sobbing into their malfunctioning carburettors …

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/ 2 January 2004

Talkin’ bout a resolution

The new year is here, and I for one am very disappointed. Not least because it means that, for the next six months, we’ll be three rather than two years behind America in broadcasts of Days of Our Lives: John Black could remember his priest/mercenary/ art-thief/vole-wrangler past and run away to live in the bayou next week, but I’ll only know for sure in 2007.