From The Sports/Narcotics Desk...We've all been there. You're at a trendy Miami Beach nightclub, you swap a little spit with a sexy scantily-clad stranger, and wouldn't you know it, she transfers cocaine into your bloodstream. Damn that Murphy's law! This kind of crap always happens to me. It's like getting a shopping cart with one bad wheel. Every bloody time.
That is French tennis player Richard Gasquet's story. And believe it or not, Ripley, tennis officials bought it. The original ban was 2 years, now Gasquet is cleared to rejoin the tour.
Gasquet says that he was snogging some babe named Pamela in the club. She then went to the bathroom. For a while. Gasquet says that she "spent a longer time in the toilet than expected." Anyhoo, Pamela snuffed a truckload of the booger sugar and resumed making out with the Frenchman. 12 hours later, POW! Richie tests positive for blow.
Could have happened to any of us. In the immortal words of the late Johnny Cash, kids, "lay off that whiskey and let that cocaine be."
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That's right man. Like, you could eat a poppy seed bagel and have the same thing happen. Furthermore, he's a tennis player. Cocaine doesn't enhance performance, afaik, it probably makes it worse.
Party on Rick! We all know what it's like to hang with supermodels you can't remember the next day. That's what the French call Livin The Bon Vie.
It could happen??
Okay... buy me a candy bar and tell me this shit again, Rick... Maybe I'll believe it.
it's true. something just like this happened to me once. only, it wasn't a night club. and it was my uncle. and, and.. never mind, i'm gona go take a shower.
Are you that guy from Priscilla who locked the uncle's balls on the bathtub drain?
Here in France, we've been hearing that douchebag whining on the radio/tv for weeks (!), with his stupid explanation ; crying all over "that is the truth, I swear..", like a kid caught with the hand in the jam pot and still denying the truth.
On the other hand, we have an ex-star of tennis, Yannick Noah, who never hide smoking pot, even when he was a pro.
So we're kind of even, I guess.