Can be a bit of a laugh in the right circumstances, but that bloke who's done it 500 times was just sad, and all you ever thought at him running on was basically 'oh, not again, piss off!'
The way streakers should be dealt with, especially at sport occasions, is to just leave them alone. They want the chase by the police and stewards etc as it makes it an incident. Imagine if a bloke runs onto a football/cricket field etc and everyone just ignores him, he soon will feel pretty stupid.
Was at the Wembley Conference Centre for the B&H Masters snooker final between Ronnie and Steve Davis when the streaker made her entrance. From memory, she really wasnt the best looking girl but hey, seeing her bound down the stairs to the arena floor, hurdle the advertising hoardings and then climb on the table...that was as funny as its gets.
I remember a bloke at the Valley 10 + years ago at a Villa game, he reminded me of Grange Hill's Zammo. He left his socks on, and it was a very cold night.
Was at the Wembley Conference Centre for the B&H Masters snooker final between Ronnie and Steve Davis when the streaker made her entrance. From memory, she really wasnt the best looking girl but hey, seeing her bound down the stairs to the arena floor, hurdle the advertising hoardings and then climb on the table...that was as funny as its gets.
I remember a belter from about 20 years ago at the British open golf back in the day when the BBC showed you streakers rather than moralistically panning away. A bloke ran onto the 18th green tackle out and ran round the flag before running off into the hands of the plod. The crowd went nuts. Good old Peter Alliss said precisely nothing for 30 seconds before uttering "what a lot of fuss about a little thing like that". Priceless commentary.
Back in the 70's when it was all kicking off I did a bit of streaking myself. I was a bit of a lad and one night after the pub 3 of us decided to streak round the block. Came out of the house and my 2 mates went one way and I went the other. It was only when I got round the corner and saw a sweet old lady approaching walking her dog that the reality hit me - and I still had 400 yards or so to get back to sanctuary. I ran innocently by her of course and luckily enough didn't bump into anyone else. Never did it again. :-)
I also did one once and had a similar experience, I ran around the corner and came up in front of two Nuns, one had a stroke but the other one couldn't reach.....
Funniest streaker ever was one that looked like a cross between Antony Worrall Thompson and Bill Oddie who invaded the pitch during an Australia Test Match and went up to Greg Chappell who started beating him with his bat. Said streaker kept leaping up like a jack-in-the-box and jumping to avoid the blows. Then, suddenly, escaped and sprinted away at a hilariously fast pace and ran back into the stands where he fell over trapping his genitals between his body and the seats. Not pretty.
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He must have some balls.
Or take the Greg Chapplle aproach......
He left his socks on, and it was a very cold night.
Should have just said No!
Oof.
Always makes me laugh!