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To: Porterville
I would love it if one of the players sued this woman. I still don't understand why women reporters get to go into the male sports players locker room, but men reporters don't get to interview women players in their locker rooms. This is insane. I'm woman and have been gawked at, whistled at, blah, blah, etc. Sometimes it makes you feel good, sometimes it makes you feel bad. I once wore a very clingy, tight sweater to work and overheard a man talking about me...it made me so embarrassed...I'll never forget it. The sweater was a turtleneck, very expensive and would have looked professional on somebody that had small breasts. I knew it made my boobs look huge on my small frame and CHOSE to wear it anyway. I was embarrassed at MYSELF AND MY STUPIDITY.

I saw pics of this reporter and she has an incredibly womanly figure...she dresses to highlight her fantastic body. Who is kidding who? Those men should all drop their towels the next time she comes in for “work”. Poor little girl will probably get the vapors and have to be rushed to the hospital.

I can't stand what (a lot) of women do to men these days. Ugggggh. I feel for the normal guy these days....Our culture is going down the toilet...and women who are supposed to help humanity be civilized are some of the least civilized.

47 posted on 09/18/2010 6:02:45 PM PDT by Pigsley
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To: Pigsley

Thanks! It’s a no-win situation for us guys. Really it is. I wouldn’t want anybody to be interviewing me in the locker.

Meet with me on the outside fine, but in the locker? Hell no.


57 posted on 09/18/2010 6:34:40 PM PDT by BenKenobi ("Henceforth I will call nothing else fair unless it be her gift to me")
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