Ever hear something horrible and/or hilarious at a game? Send your submissions to OverheardSP at gmail. Or submit for future editions about the gym.
I attend the University of Illinois, and a couple of years ago when Jeffrey Jordan (Michael Jordan's son) still played for the Illini, the players were having a dunk contest during Midnight Madness. Jeffrey at 6-foot-1 was participating, and throwing down monstrous dunks.
On one in particular, he must have been 40-inches off the ground and threw down a full windmill. As the crowd goes wild, the guy in front of me calmly leans over to his friend and says: "I bet he gets that from his Mom's side of the family."
I was laughing for the rest of Midnight Madness.
I was at a Minnesota Vikings game when I was 7 or 8, and I was at the souvenir stand alone without my parents, and this obviously drunken, redneck, middle-aged man points out a cheerleader calendar to me, saying: "I bet you're getting that for later, aren't ya?"
I then bought a hat. He then shut up, and later, I saw two security guards escorting him out of the stadium. Karma's a bitch, you perv.
From @serenawilliams AKA tennis player Serena Williams
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April 28, 2011 Column
The Gym: Issue #14
Ever hear something horrible and/or hilarious at the gym? Send your submissions to OverheardSP at gmail. Or submit for future editions about games.
At my gym, there's this guy that always wears shorts, but never any type of underwear. How do I know this? Because when he uses the seated pec fly machine (located right in front of the pull-up bar that I use for a lot of my workouts), he spreads his leg and at least on ball will droop out onto the seat. After one long set at the machine, he got up to get some wipes to disinfect the seat. On the seat, there was one circle of sweat, exactly where his ball had been.
I used to go to the local YMCA to work out because they have a pool and a basketball court. One day while swimming a few laps, an elderly gentleman was finishing up his set and climbed out the pool. He drops his shorts right there, rings them out into the pool and casually walks into the change room, just flapping in the wind.
Everyone's jaws drop as they look away in disgust. The lifeguard wasn't even fazed one bit as he looked up slowly from whatever he was reading, didn't even blink, and went back to reading. Judging by his reaction I assumed this was a regular occurrence.
No more YMCA for me.