[QUOTE=“Juhniallio, post: 1001516, member: 53”]Here it is:
As far as I could see my biggest crime was showing that women could be good at sport while still looking attractive, having a laugh and not hiding their sexuality.
Guilty as charged, my online critics.
You may call me inappropriate, I call you boring.
Or else what? You think I misquoted the girls about the tans and the make-up and the boys?
I quoted their words, not mine - and more power to them.
I was also derided for pointing out that, “These are not butch, masculine, beer-swilling, men-hating women.”
You do realise I used the word NOT there?
Does this mean if I say someone is NOT fat, I will also get a rap on the knuckles for using the word ‘fat’?
Because I really don’t want to spend the rest of my career as a “journalist” walking on eggshells around your sensitivities as opposed to entertaining our readers.
I’m using inverted commas around the word “journalist” because for some reason that’s the way some of you have referred to me on Twitter.
I best keep my journalism grey from now on to fit in with your idea of what a real writer should be - should I?
I best strip off my make-up and write articles entitled, ‘Darwinism, and personal finance checks, in the home.’ So help me God, I’ll do it.
(I kid you not - this was an actual headline on Mullally’s column earlier this month).
But do you know what really got to me? All you online haters had to go and intimidate the rugby players didn’t you?
A minute after the club posted their appreciation of the piece last Sunday, Mullally decided there’d be no craic on her watch.
“Oh my God,” she said, tweeting a link to my article, before adding: “I wonder how the Railway Union players and club feel about being sexualised and patronised in the Sindo today?”
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“Apparently they think it’s great,” her followers pointed out, before directing her to their public endorsement of the piece.
That would shut her up. Or so I thought. Because, like a couple of school kids, Una’s followers suddenly began goading the players: “No real rugby player would endorse that,” one chided on their page.
“Are you serious?!?!?!” scolded another.
Zero-Lols-Mullally then continued chastising the club - preaching that they were doing a disservice to their supporters by endorsing the article.
Eventually, at 1.20pm, Railway Union deleted the original post - along with an edited version - and instead said: “The article in no way reflects our sport, its values and the values of our club and our members.”
After that, it was all-out ochlocracy.
During our encounter, the rugby players taught me about physical strength, so I can now return the favour in moral strength.
No matter how big the wall of opposition becomes, never ever back down from being true to who you are. I would rather be hated for what I am, than liked for what I’m pretending to be, as someone once said. And admit it Railway Union girls - as well as rugby - you like wearing tan, make-up and checking out boys.
I saw it in your faces. We had a great evening.
In fact, I would like to do it again - except with alcohol and somewhere I can wear something a bit more shapely.
I did ask them to meet me again, for drinks, this week.
But I was told they were too bruised after the week that was in it to take me up on my offer.
Well I’m sorry to hear that.
The girls did however offer to bring me training with them again - this time with no cameras around.
Interesting.
But just so you’ll know girls - despite what the wailing critics say online - if it had been a male rugby team, you are damn right I would have written the exact same piece. Except I’d have probably worn a push-up bra and stayed around a bit longer after the game.
You know, to chance my arm at that threesome and all.
Well, ye certainly didn’t seem up for it now, did ye!
Don’t say I didn’t ask.
You see I can make these jokes in a national newspaper because the people who know me know my pants are actually harder to get into than one of Mullally’s windbag musings.[/QUOTE]
That is some pile of fucking horseshit all the same. She had a tap in for a column this week and this was the shit she came out with? Journalist my hole.