Gary Lineker used to kick a ball for a living. Now he talks about other people who kick balls for a living, for a living. We also hold our hands up in a ‘you got us, guvnor!’ kind of way and profess to a little fanny tingle (British and American interpretation) apropos of the Gary Lineker off-of balls. He’s one of those gennelmen who has grown into his ears, and has a frisson of the silver fox about him. And behold in this picture, we can almost see his balls. It’s balls, balls, balls round here. Balls. Balls balls. Balls.
News flash: We’ve just done a straw-cum-balls poll in the orifice, and 9 out of 10 reckon he shaves. It’s a foregone, mostly ’cause he’s sans hair everywhere else except on the head, and therefore we think it’d be a sorry, Russ Abbot 80’s hair effect going on down there, therefore making it wise.
And here’s a picture of topless Gary without a lady’s pone obscuring the face…