You cannot be serious… a cunting for John P. McEnroe?
Yep. This old cantankerous cunt deserves to feel the sharp steel of my cuntability. For starters, McEnroe is now part of the BBC cast of sports presenting cunts, more specifically the ‘boorish, lovable rogue’ of the tennis cast. I suspect he is intended to be the foil to stern trouthunter Clare Balding and Sue ‘giggling like a schoolgirl with Alzheimer’s’ Barker.
This cunt rambles on way beyond anything intelligible. Thinks he’s the bee’s bollocks in tennis when in truth he only had a few good years in the sun thanks to Borg’s premature retirement and diminishing interest in the game. As soon as Lendl, Edberg and Becker came along, this cunt could only feature prominently in doubles.
Probably the most cuntish thing about McEnroe is how he is another in a long line of cunts who were ‘anti-establishment’ then slowly became ‘establishment’ – filed alongside most punk bands, socialists and any cunt who wore pop-art Che Guevara t-shirts in 2003. A recent BBC documentary on McEnroe, as sycophantic as you would expect, revealed that this man is a cunt to the core.
John McEnroe once said that if he was only sworn at six times a day in New York, then he considered it a good day. Well unfortunately for you McEnroe, if this nomination gets passed you will feel the full ire of me and my anti-BBC comrades. Fuck off McEnroe, may you be hung from the highest lampost and have a million tennis balls fired at your scrotum from a serve machine set to speed setting ‘Sampras on experimental steroids’
Nominated by The UMPIRE Cunts Back