How Women Throw Themselves At Pro Athletes (And Vice Versa): A Publicist Explains

[golfballs]

How Women Throw Themselves At Pro Athletes (And Vice Versa): A Publicist Explains



Probably slightly exaggerated, but I'm sure there are a lot of women out there like this

[GatorBill]

Originally Posted by golfballs

How Women Throw Themselves At Pro Athletes (And Vice Versa): A Publicist Explains



Probably slightly exaggerated, but I'm sure there are a lot of women out there like this

I played 2 years of semi-pro ball. I have seen my share of semi-pro women. Im sure they are not the quality of what the Pros see, but basically just saying "It happens on every level". Right on down to the piccolo player and the HS Drumliner!!

[Coach Grizz]

Originally Posted by golfballs

How Women Throw Themselves At Pro Athletes (And Vice Versa): A Publicist Explains



Probably slightly exaggerated, but I'm sure there are a lot of women out there like this

Dirty ass gold digga's!! A man like me that bust my ass for $33,000 a year wouldn't even get the time of day from one of them Ho's!! And that's trashy, hunting up Athletes while their old man is right there in the bar!! The article is pretty much spot, a good friend of mine was dating a chick and she eventually dropped him for a Titan. He told me that her and her home girls would hit down town Nashville every weekend on the hunt for a meal ticket.

[golfballs]

Groupies on the PGA tour are like this. Crazy hoes

[GatorBill]

Originally Posted by Coach Grizz

Dirty ass gold digga's!! A man like me that bust my ass for $33,000 a year wouldn't even get the time of day from one of them Ho's!! And that's trashy, hunting up Athletes while their old man is right there in the bar!! The article is pretty much spot, a good friend of mine was dating a chick and she eventually dropped him for a Titan. He told me that her and her home girls would hit down town Nashville every weekend on the hunt for a meal ticket.

Short Story: I was working in Brentwood about 3 years ago. I was at the gas station putting gas in my bike. Chick in the convertible in front of me comes over.

Chick: Nice bike
GB: Thanks (thinking.....nice rack!)
Chick: Sometime when I have a little more time, you should take me for a ride on that thing. My husband's a Titan and his contract wont let him ride one.
GB: uhh...yeah.....sure thing........
Chick: I see you here every week, I'll catch up with you.


HOLE-E-CRAP!!!!

No was I was getting myself into that trouble. I changed gas stations!!

[Coach Grizz]

She was looking for attention GatorBill but I ain't mad at ya!! Maybe when the Titans are out of town you can slide back by the gas station lol.

[GatorBill]

Originally Posted by Coach Grizz

She was looking for attention GatorBill but I ain't mad at ya!! Maybe when the Titans are out of town you can slide back by the gas station lol.

actually interviewing down in Brentwood again soon. Maybe I will run across her again!

[milohimself]

There are a couple girls that run in and out of my crew of friends that do that sort of thing... There is one particular hotel in town where visiting NBA teams visit, these girls put on skanky dresses and try to get invited up to their rooms.

If it turns into a Travis Henry situation, its the athletes own damn fault.

If my woman did that, she would come home to find her **** outside in a box.

[Chris4Vols22]

Originally Posted by milohimself

There are a couple girls that run in and out of my crew of friends that do that sort of thing... There is one particular hotel in town where visiting NBA teams visit, these girls put on skanky dresses and try to get invited up to their rooms.

If it turns into a Travis Henry situation, its the athletes own damn fault.

If my woman did that, she would come home to find her **** outside in a box.

Hahahaha, yeah I've got stories about Travis Henry.

[GatorBill]

I met 4 NBA'ers, and couple NFL'ers, and one MLB'er, back when my former sister in law used to live with me. (late 1980's-90s)

She was trying her best to get herself a steady gig with one of them. I used to wake up to them sitting on my couch playing video games, eating my Frosted Flakes.

Im still friends with some of them.

She tried to sleep her way to the top of the music business as well, and eventually found out that if she just worked her a$$ off, she could get there on her own.

(sorry, cant reveal the name or pics....but they are not hot enough to do yall any good anyways)

[GatorBill]

Originally Posted by milohimself

....

If my woman did that, she would come home to find her **** outside in a box.

hells. to the. yeah.

If my woman wants out, she knows where the door is. I try to keep her around, cause I have already depreciated her sticker value. If I have to pick another one up off the lot I have to go through that initial depreciation, and break in time, .....etc.

But homie dont play that.

[volfanbill]

we called them the cleat chasers when I worked in minor league baseball. Realize minor league baseball still does most everything it can to center itself as family oriented, especially at the low levels I was working in. You could spot the cleat chasers miles away from their dress, walk and talk. Players would talk to them as they entered and exited the dugout. After the games watching the cleat chasers wait for the players to leave the lockers and whatnot was the best. They'd hike their skirts up, push the little kids and everything. I have no doubt that the entire story was true.