…Is Greg Rusedski a mental?

I mean a proper window-licking mental, not just a bit ‘wacky’. I only ask after recently watching Dancing on Ice, or whatever it is called, whilst visiting my folks.

As he stumbled across the ice in his lycra one-piece, he looked about as comfortable as Abu Hamza during a piano lesson.

All the while grinning like a complete and utter spaz.

Apparently the contestants were asked to do a ‘jump’ this week, and our Greg delivered by leaping across the rink with all the grace of a man in a chicken suit. Then he fell on his arse, on live TV, and got up grinning like an idiot.

Now, I understand it is difficult not to grin when you have a set of teeth and lower jaw like he does, but come on man, have some fucking shame.

Any normal person would be racked with embarrassment, but not our Greg. He positively revelled in his dismal failure. Clearly being an adoptive Brit, our celebration of glorious losers has rubbed off on him a bit more than perhaps he had hoped it would. Perhaps he should spend some time back in Canada to remember what it should feel like when you lose.

Oh, and he should learn to skate while he is there.

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