David Nicholson gets rowdy on the terraces

Olympic swimmers Adrian Moorhouse and James Parrack, The Sunday Times magazine

"We're lucky that we like different sorts of women," says Parrack. "There are certainly enough of them to go around, although Adrian has been around most of them already." "James is lucky to be able to talk to women as friends," says Moorhouse. This difference was very evident in Rome this summer. Barely seconds after winning his event, Moorhouse could be seen reclining by the diving pool with a Canadian blonde. Later that night there were three women ranged around his hotel room as he toyed with his medal. Parrack meanwhile was at the backgammon table, wondering perhaps whether a major world title would bring the 'money, chicks and fame' which he once joked were his ambitions. Read full article...

Saddam Hussein's son Uday on the loose again, Al-Muhajir

The Iraqi national football team began their World Cup campaign with promise, beating Pakistan 6-2, but then lost to Kazakhstan in Baghdad 2-1. The whole team was sent to the notorious Radwaniya prison, set up as a concentration camp after the Kuwaiti invasion of 1991. In retribution for their failure, Uday had them beaten on the soles of their feet and on their backs. Uday can often be seen at national football games dressed in smart Italian suits and smoking a cigar. He once held up a game by landing in the middle of the pitch in his helicopter. On another occasion he responded to anti-Saddam chants from the crowd by ordering police to open fire on spectators, killing dozens of them. Read full article...

MP footballers go mad

The honorable member for Norwich, the distinguished academic and writer Dr Ian Gibson, rose to his feet. More than 200 parliamentarians and senior civil servants from across Europe listened attentively as Dr Gibson began to sing. "Stand UP if you hate Man U," he chanted, his voice brimming with feeling, "stand UP if you HATE Man U." Across the room, the athletic cream of the Italian parliament cheered him to the rafters. They launched into their own back-row-of-the-coach song, soon to be taken over by the Finns, the Portuguese, the French, the Danes and the Swedish. This was the culmination of a three day fiesta of football, hosted by the Portuguese in Lisbon in September and bringing together nine teams of politicians from around the continent for the first ever such tournament. Read full article...

Shark diving in the Maldives, Lexus magazine

"Then, that night, we dived again, first using torches, but then finding a sandy slope, we knelt, turned the torches off and swam back along the reef flicking phosphorescence from our fingers like raindrops, watching it spark on our fins and masks. A two-thirds moon swam above us and cast its watery gleam on our heads; fish darted this way and that, coral tables loomed and passed beneath us. It felt as though we were surrendering to the night and the sea, being so close to its dark, benign heart and making so little footprint on its fragility. Just the ripple of our passing and the luminescent air in large, small small, large globes ascending like glass prayers from our open mouths, hands together, knees bent, carried on invisible wings across the deep and silent ocean." Read full article...