A Tale Of Two Swimmers (Or Possibly Three)

The media just can’t get enough of golden girl Stephanie Rice (which means they also can’t get enough Rice-related headline puns – Rice Steamer! Sizzling Rice! Hot Rice! – could someone who’s a whiz with the old computer make them up a Rice Headline Generator? I fear they’re running out – thanks in advance) and their latest topic of concern is whether or not our Stephanie has been macking with fellow golden god, Michael Phelps – and whether Rice’s ex-bf, Eamon Sullivan, cares.

“No,” was the emphatic reply when Rice, flanked by her former Olympian boyfriend Eamon Sullivan, was asked if she’d shared a lip-locked moment at a Beijing party with Phelps, who won a staggering eight gold medals.

“It was just great to meet him and meet people you usually see on TV like (tennis No1 Rafael) Nadal and (Roger) Federer,” she said.

“For me, Michael Phelps is a real inspiration and someone you really look up to.”

“Someone you can look up to”, is that what they’re calling it these days? I JEST! Seriously, could the media just give the girl a rest? Who cares what she does? She’s single! We don’t need to ask her ex-boyfriend for comment on her every move. Last time I checked, it was 2008, not 1953. Meanwhile, Michael Phelps’ face on the cover of Sports Illustrated: discuss. (Pay no attention to the name of that URL, by the way.)