| Tiger
lusts
as
Yvonne
Robb
stripped
down
to
her
underwear
during the 1999 Open at
Carnoustie, surprising Tiger Woods as he waited to putt.She
was
fined
$160
for
her
antics,
after
planting
a kiss on Tiger's
cheek. |
During
the
1997
British
Open
at
Royal
Troon,
Nikki
Moffat, complete
with tiger stripes and floppy ears in homage to Tiger Woods, pranced
around No. 18 just before Justin Leonard was given the trophy. |
At
the
2003
British
Open,
this
streaker
waited
until
the trophy
presentation to strut her stuff on the course, with that year's
champion Ben Curtis looking on. |
Jacqui Salmond, took a turn around the flag stick at
St. Andrews during the 2000 British Open as Tiger Woods's group made
their way to the green.
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 Jacqui Salmond, 20, from Kirkcaldy
Fife Scotland is one of the all time streaking greats. And her exploit
is the most well documented. Though I find her too anorexic for my
taste, I admire her brazenness in appearing with zilch clothing, mearly
glasses and make up, at a very public event. Even though she was only
seeking publicity, that is an extremely brave thing to do (just try
it!) and should serve as a model for others. I really feel sorry for
Tiger Woods who seems to be a female streaker magnet. He said later
that her actions had spoiled the final hole of his championship-winning
round. I wish I could be that lucky. At that time Jacqui lived with her
boyfriend along with her children Brendan (3) and Rhys (18 months) in
Edinburgh. Jacqui and her boyfriend had planned the streak for a laugh.
"In July 2000 my partner, Ryan Grieg, 27, was watching The Open on
telly. 'How can you watch this?' I yawned. The whisper of the
commentator and polite applause were enough to send me into a coma.
Then it hit me. I knew what would get the crowd excited. A streaker.
And who better than me? Shelater told The Mirror: "I just want to be
famous and see my picture in as many publications as possible. I hope
to talk my way on to the sofa with Richard and Judy on This Morning."
"As a pole dancer at the Burke and Hare pub in Kircaldy, Fife I wasn't
shy about flashing a bit of flesh. The appeal of an even bigger
audience was just too much to resist. 'That crowd needs a bit of
livening up,' I said to Ryan, telling him my plan. 'You what?' he
spluttered. 'Go on then.'She hoped the streak would help her escape her
sordid carrer as a lap dancer stripping on a pool table for stag night
drunks. She even contacted a tabloid newspaper to tell them of her
intentions "So two weeks later... I dressed in a (black) floaty summer
dress with no underwear, dropped our son, Brendan, 3 and 1-year-old
daughter, Rhys, off with my mum Jackie Salmond, 46, and drove twenty
miles to the famous golf course. 'Nervous?' Ryan asked when we arrived,
offering me a can of lager. But I didn't need any Dutch courage. I was
raring to go. Ryan and I arrived early to get a good spot on the
course. "Finally at 3pm Tiger was at the 18th hole. It was time. I
pushed to the front of the crowd, crouched down and slipped the strap
of my dress off my shoulders. Fresh air blasted my naked body. It was
now or never. "I burst through the cordon and legged it towards the
18th hole, arms in the air and as naked as the day I was born.
Adrenalin raced through me as I waited for the reaction. For a moment
there was silence, followed by a few gasps and titters. 'Wahey,' one
bloke shouted. Then everyone started cheering as I legged it round the
pole. "Egged on by the crowds I even did a little victory dance. But
then I spotted two police officers running towards me. 'Enough of
that,' one of them said covering me up with a fluorescent police coat.
I was still giggling but then I saw the officer's stern face. 'That was
so stupid,' he said as he handcuffed me. 'It was only meant to be a
joke…' I whimpered.
"At Cupar police station I was
charged with breach of the peace and given a white forensics suit to
wear. I spent a night in the cells feeling like a criminal. What I'd
done began to sink in. Talk about a moment of madness." She said, "I
... was left in a cell on my own for about four hours. About 11.30 they
put me in with the two other female streakers." A total of five people
had streaked the open, encouraged by an offer of a 10,000 pounds prize
from a mystery mischief maker. Carol Louttit had been brought from
Methil Police Station and we had a great laugh singing and making up
songs. Carol said she'd done the streak because she was drunk and Julie
(Methven) did it on the spur of the moment. We were singing and
laughing all night. We even plotted to do a streak together. It's never
been done before but we intend to run naked hand in hand at some major
event." Jaqui said, "Missing Brendan and Rhys like crazy, I wondered
what they would make of their mummy showing her bits to the world? The
next day I admitted breaching the peace at Cupar Sheriffs Court and was
fined £100. The procurator fiscal was scathing. 'Disruption can
prove a great distraction to the players,' he said.
"'Thank God that's over,' I said to Ryan as we drove home. 'Think
again,' he replied handing me a pile of newspapers. Torn off a
strip…naked birdie at the 18th raged the headlines. Tiger Woods had
told reporters that I'd interrupted his special moment. And each
headline was accompanied by a big picture of me. Naked. "People all
over Britain were gawping at my boobs as they tucked into their
cornflakes. A few men looking at me dance in the club was one thing.
Now pictures of me in all my glory were all over the county, from
breakfast tables to building sites. "But the worst call of all was from
Mum. She sounded so disappointed. 'Why did you do it?' she sighed. 'It
was just a joke,' I said lamely. But it didn't feel so funny any more.
Wherever I went people were asking the question, 'aren't you the girl
who..?'" Unfortunately, Royal and Ancient officials planned to review
security in an attempt to reduce such incidences in the future. "I
wanted to streak because I thought it would be a bit of a laugh - a
harmless piece of fun. But I was arrested, spent a cold night in the
cells and appeared in court the next day." Procurator fiscal Ted
Russell, himself a low handicap golfer who plays over the St Andrews
links, said: "Clearly the maintenance of good order depends on the good
behaviour of the public." (I can't think of any better way to behave)
"In addition, disruption can prove a great distraction to the players,
who are under great pressure." (I would pay to have such a distraction!)
Her solicitor Tom Anderson told the court: "There was an element of
naivety and it has been much publicised that there was money available
to anyone who would do it. Unfortunately, that appears not to have been
the case." Commenting on the streakers, Peter Dawson, R&A
secretary, added: "It's mindless, and the way I think to get rid of it
is to ignore it." "I ended up with a £100 fine. I thought that
the punishment was a bit harsh as I didn't hurt anyone and the crowd
throughly enjoyed it. I didn't show anything the rest of the female
population doesn't have. Ryan said he thought it was funny when I did
it, and it certainly doesn't bother him. Mind you he reckons that if
he'd suggested it I would have given him a hard time for the rest of
his life! But the police told me that they take a hard line because
streaking offends some people." Jacqui worked as a lap dancer in the
Burke and Hare pub in Edinburgh to make a living and had ambitions to
become a successful model. "Then in July 2001 Ryan and I decided to
split. We were still great mates but the spark wasn't there. Shortly
after I fell pregnant during a short relationship. When I gave birth to
my son John at Forth Park hospital on 4th February 2003 I was prepared
to raise him alone. "The only male attention I got was when I was
dancing and I wished that I'd meet a bloke who wanted me for more than
my figure. And when John was 18 months I got my wish. On a rare night
off I was dancing – fully clothed - at Liquid Rooms nightclub in
Edinburgh when I saw Colin Snow, 38. I couldn't take my eyes off him.
"Before I went home I made sure he
had my number. Colin called the next day and set a date a week later.
As we stood at the bar of a pub, I played with my straw nervously and
listened to Colin telling me about his work as a confectionary
salesman. 'And what do you do?' he asked. I took a deep breath. 'I'm
an.. err pole dancer,' I said. Colin's face fell. 'Oh, ' he said.
"After a reaction like that I could hardly go on to tell him that my
bum had been on the front of The Sun!
'I'm thinking of quitting the dancing,' I said, desperate to stop him
dashing out the door. But as I said the words I realised something. I
meant them. I hadn't been enjoying it since I was in the papers. The
next day I handed in my notice at the bar.
"Colin was thrilled. 'I don't know
if I could date a stripper,' he admitted. I loved my new lifestyle,
curling up in the evenings with Colin rather than wiggling my bum. I
even plucked up the courage to tell Colin about my brush with fame.
'Blimey,' he chuckled. Funnily enough he couldn't even remember the
story. 'You must be the only bloke in Scotland,' I said. "I loved my
new life but with the kids at school and Colin at work I was bored. In
January 2005 I decided to have a clearout. 'I have these to donate,' I
said, pushing a bulging bag of clothes over the counter at the British
Heart Foundation shop in Lochgelly. The Heart Foundation had always
been close to my, well, heart. When I was 6 I was diagnosed with a
heart murmur. It meant that I suffered with palpitations but knew that
I was one of the lucky ones as I managed to control the condition with
a sensible diet.
"I spotted a sign. 'Could you help in the shop?' it read. Perfect. 'I'd
love to volunteer,' I said. They were over the moon. So I went from an
erotic dancer/streaker to a loved up lady who works in a charity shop.
Talk about a transformation! And two years on I still love my life.
Chatting to the old ladies who come in and giving up my free time for
charity gives me a million times more satisfaction than getting my kit
off. "From now on I'm happy keeping my curves for myself. And Colin of
course."
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Jacqueline Salmond, 20, of
Kirkcaldy, Fife, was fined £100 after Cupar sheriff court heard
how she ran naked across the course at St Andrews and danced around the
flag as competitors were driving from the 18th tee. She admitted breach
of the peace. Carol Louttit, 37, of Inverurie, admitted breaching
the peace on Friday when she stripped off on the 16th green. Julie
Methven, 23, of Cupar, who ran on to the 18th fairway wearing only her
shorts on the same day, also admitted the offence
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The
following was written on www.firstfoot.com
There has been much
outrage
in the Scottish broadsheets recently about the membership policies of
the
Honourable Company of Edinburgh Golfers will host the British Open
golf tournament
at Muirfield golf course in East Lothian in 2013. Apparently, these
terrific
chaps have a far-sighted way of dealing with members who are other than
male, white, anglo-saxon and rich. FirstFoot takes some liberties in
the paraphrasing,
but basically the rule reads:
If
ye
dinnae
huv
a
white
willie
an'
a
big
fat wallet, then fuck aff, yer no getting
in
an' ye cannae play oan wurr golf course eether. Naw, dinnae send us any
questions,
jist fuck aff.
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St.Andrews Trophy Room

FirstFoot applauds
such
progressive
thinking in this age of increasing liberalisation. However, we would
suggest
that the following rules should also apply:
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| No blacks |
No mentally handicapped |
No socialists |
No
muslims
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No
lesbians
or
gays
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No
musicians
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No
female
underarm
hair
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No
working
class
riff-raff
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No
newspapers
apart
from
The
Telegraph
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FirstFoot would like
to see a new
Bill
in the Scottish Parliament making all Honourable Company of Edinburgh
Golfers
golf courses public parks. The Bill would also allow for the running of
free
busses from all Scottish urban housing estates.Cannabis
cafes
would be allowed and help centres for gay one-legged lesbians would be
opened.
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