I suppose it wouldn't really be a surprise if I confided that I've never really been much of a sports fan. Every now and again, though, I feel like I ought to do more to understand what people find so fascinating.
In a piece of high-quality, penetrating journalism in yesterday's Telegraph, "Male celebrities pose nude to raise awareness of male cancer," I think I start to get some answers. The gallery of photographs drawn from a new calendar almost makes me think I need to spend more time watching rugby.
It also made me realize that despite being a voracious consumer of gossip columns of many nations, there are legions of people who can be labeled "celebrities" of whom I've never heard. I suppose I'll just have to read more trash.