Aug 28 2004
When you are super fit and on a high from the Games, you just want to have sex
From Jane Ridley In Athens
FLEXING one rock-hard bicep, the athlete lifts his drink off the bar and strides back towards his team-mates in the corner of the VIP section.
But his way is blocked by a group of attractive women, clamouring for attention and jostling for position.
The open-air nightclub might be dark but the heavy gold disc around his neck, gleaming in the moonlight, has identified him as an Olympic champion - top of the groupies' wishlist.
They swoop like magpies mesmerised by the shiny metal.
"We have a scoring system where you earn points for sleeping with an athlete," jokes Jessica, 26, a tall blonde PA from Surrey, who has taken a fortnight off work for the Games in Athens.
"It goes like this - half points for competitors and then one, two and three for bronze, silver and gold medallists. If you strike gold, you've hit the jackpot."
The incentives are simple - a (hopefully) unforgettable night with a man at the peak of physical fitness, coupled with the kudos of bedding a national hero.
The 2004 Olympics broke one record before the Games even began with 130,000 free condoms handed out to competitors at the athletes' village - almost as twice as many as four years ago in Sydney.
So it's little wonder the glitzy party thrown by sports manufacturer Speedo and MTV is charged with a sexual energy that's almost like a drug.
"Once you've had sex with an athlete, you can't settle for anything less," the party-girl adds. "By nature, they are extreme, competitive people so they are sexually adventurous with stamina.
"Besides, there is something about running your fingers across a six-pack. In my opinion, it's the rowers who have the best physique.
"All these guys train hard to get to the Olympics and, after they've performed on the track or wherever, they need a release. They're allowed to drink alcohol again, which gets them in the right mood fast.
"They love sex and they can't get enough of it. Some blokes get it on with a different girl every night - even two or three. Threesomes and foursomes are pretty common."
THE heady atmosphere at the exclusive Akrotiri nightclub, near the coastal suburb of Glyfada, is certainly conducive to fruitful, international relations.
A handful of lithe, beach volleyball players are gyrating before Dannii Minogue takes to the stage for a four-song set.
A murmur ripples through the crowd as Australia's swimming ace Ian Thorpe puts his arm around his new girlfriend, US swimming gold medallist Amanda Beard, while former world heavyweight boxing champ Evander Holyfield stands beside the bar.
Legendary US sprinter Michael Johnson is chatting to Linford Christie as Chris Hoy, one of Britain's 2004 cycling stars, proudly shows off his gold medal to an appreciative PR.
None of these athletes are party to any of this bad behaviour - they are the good guys and girls. Less gentlemanly, however, is a hunky Aussie athlete at another table pees into an empty alcopops bottle because he can't be bothered to visit the loos.
Security at the roped-off VIP section is lax and the free bar is packed with leggy women who have slipped past the doormen to eye up the A-list talent.
"It's so easy to blag your way in," says Jessica's friend Tammy, who is busy smuggling out free drinks to her friends. "I'm an expert in gatecrashing so it's never really a problem."
She managed to talk her way into the previous evening's Sports Illustrated party, also at Akrotiri - a champagne-fulled extravaganza which one invited guest describes as a "sex-fest".
"The swimming and women's beach volleyball had finished so there was a schools-out feel," she says. "Everyone was bumping and grinding on the dancefloor.
"There is so much flesh on display during the actual Olympic competitions that the tension just builds up. These parties are an outlet and people just go mad.
"The other night, there were girls on the sofas, snogging the faces off blokes they'd just met. It was difficult to know where to look.
"About 10 women ended up in the pool. The guys couldn't believe their luck when their T-shirts got wet and just piled on in.
"The physios and backroom staff all claimed to be athletes because it increases their pulling power. If you're after a one-night stand, you're guaranteed to score."
T HE mountain of condoms issued to the Athens athletes were also accompanied by 30,000 sachets of lubricants and instructions in several languages.
"They should have ordered eight times as many as they did," laughs Jessica, "Athletes are the most sexually-demanding guys I've ever met.
"The endorphins generated from all that exercise means they can't keep their mitts off you. And I'm not complaining.
"They're sexually adventurous and like fit women who are up for fun and games, not commitment." Some of the fans plan their holidays around major sporting events such as the Olympics and athletics World Championships, saving for years to pay for the trip.
"One of my friends flew here with no accommodation booked and little money," says Jo, an Athens party-goer, visiting from London. "She's stunning and, on her first day, met a former Canadian basketball champ.
"They got it together and she's now staying at his hotel. If she gets bored of him, she can always move on to another athlete."
This alternative breed of female supporter often targets swimmers, who have a big party-animal reputation.
IN 2000, the British swimming team was criticised for overdoing it in the clubs and bars of Sydney but this year, they've been branded boring.
"Since Bill Sweetman took over as coach, he's clamped down on the social aspect of the sport," seethes Paula, 31, a masseuse from Leeds.
"It's annoying because you see those fantastic V-shaped torsos in the pool. But these days you can look but you can't touch."
As well as the party venues, the athletes' village is the perfect place for extra-curricular activities because only competitors and officials are allowed in.
"People are let off the leash from their partners back home and they often go crazy," says a former British athlete. "When you are super-fit and on a high from the Games, you want to have sex, full-stop.
"If you've won you're so pumped up you want to do it. And if you've lost you want it to take your mind off failure.
"One team manager even told us the best time to try it on with a female athlete is when she has lost, because she'll be a sure thing. It's a fact of life. I've seen women, tearfully kissing their husbands at Heathrow, then, four hours' later, they're at it, hammer and tongs, with another bloke."
If the competitors prefer the groupies, they're easily identified because they hang around hotel lobbies and bars, hunting in packs for muscle. And, apparently, some aren't choosy.
"Quasimodo could pull at the Olympics," the athlete adds. "If he's got a medal, he'll be happy as Larry."
Tonight is the last of the four Sports Illustrated parties of the Olympics and the hottest ticket in town.
"Most of the competitions have finished," says one British guest.
"The track athletes will be letting their hair down and making up for lost time, so the Athenians should lock up their daughters."
But there'll be no need if the resourceful groupies manage to fox security. Let's just hope that at least some of those 130,000 free condoms are left for this last hurrah.
THE girls' names have been changed to disguise their identity.
http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/allnew...3&headline=the-sexual-olympics-name_page.html
When you are super fit and on a high from the Games, you just want to have sex
From Jane Ridley In Athens
FLEXING one rock-hard bicep, the athlete lifts his drink off the bar and strides back towards his team-mates in the corner of the VIP section.
But his way is blocked by a group of attractive women, clamouring for attention and jostling for position.
The open-air nightclub might be dark but the heavy gold disc around his neck, gleaming in the moonlight, has identified him as an Olympic champion - top of the groupies' wishlist.
They swoop like magpies mesmerised by the shiny metal.
"We have a scoring system where you earn points for sleeping with an athlete," jokes Jessica, 26, a tall blonde PA from Surrey, who has taken a fortnight off work for the Games in Athens.
"It goes like this - half points for competitors and then one, two and three for bronze, silver and gold medallists. If you strike gold, you've hit the jackpot."
The incentives are simple - a (hopefully) unforgettable night with a man at the peak of physical fitness, coupled with the kudos of bedding a national hero.
The 2004 Olympics broke one record before the Games even began with 130,000 free condoms handed out to competitors at the athletes' village - almost as twice as many as four years ago in Sydney.
So it's little wonder the glitzy party thrown by sports manufacturer Speedo and MTV is charged with a sexual energy that's almost like a drug.
"Once you've had sex with an athlete, you can't settle for anything less," the party-girl adds. "By nature, they are extreme, competitive people so they are sexually adventurous with stamina.
"Besides, there is something about running your fingers across a six-pack. In my opinion, it's the rowers who have the best physique.
"All these guys train hard to get to the Olympics and, after they've performed on the track or wherever, they need a release. They're allowed to drink alcohol again, which gets them in the right mood fast.
"They love sex and they can't get enough of it. Some blokes get it on with a different girl every night - even two or three. Threesomes and foursomes are pretty common."
THE heady atmosphere at the exclusive Akrotiri nightclub, near the coastal suburb of Glyfada, is certainly conducive to fruitful, international relations.
A handful of lithe, beach volleyball players are gyrating before Dannii Minogue takes to the stage for a four-song set.
A murmur ripples through the crowd as Australia's swimming ace Ian Thorpe puts his arm around his new girlfriend, US swimming gold medallist Amanda Beard, while former world heavyweight boxing champ Evander Holyfield stands beside the bar.
Legendary US sprinter Michael Johnson is chatting to Linford Christie as Chris Hoy, one of Britain's 2004 cycling stars, proudly shows off his gold medal to an appreciative PR.
None of these athletes are party to any of this bad behaviour - they are the good guys and girls. Less gentlemanly, however, is a hunky Aussie athlete at another table pees into an empty alcopops bottle because he can't be bothered to visit the loos.
Security at the roped-off VIP section is lax and the free bar is packed with leggy women who have slipped past the doormen to eye up the A-list talent.
"It's so easy to blag your way in," says Jessica's friend Tammy, who is busy smuggling out free drinks to her friends. "I'm an expert in gatecrashing so it's never really a problem."
She managed to talk her way into the previous evening's Sports Illustrated party, also at Akrotiri - a champagne-fulled extravaganza which one invited guest describes as a "sex-fest".
"The swimming and women's beach volleyball had finished so there was a schools-out feel," she says. "Everyone was bumping and grinding on the dancefloor.
"There is so much flesh on display during the actual Olympic competitions that the tension just builds up. These parties are an outlet and people just go mad.
"The other night, there were girls on the sofas, snogging the faces off blokes they'd just met. It was difficult to know where to look.
"About 10 women ended up in the pool. The guys couldn't believe their luck when their T-shirts got wet and just piled on in.
"The physios and backroom staff all claimed to be athletes because it increases their pulling power. If you're after a one-night stand, you're guaranteed to score."
T HE mountain of condoms issued to the Athens athletes were also accompanied by 30,000 sachets of lubricants and instructions in several languages.
"They should have ordered eight times as many as they did," laughs Jessica, "Athletes are the most sexually-demanding guys I've ever met.
"The endorphins generated from all that exercise means they can't keep their mitts off you. And I'm not complaining.
"They're sexually adventurous and like fit women who are up for fun and games, not commitment." Some of the fans plan their holidays around major sporting events such as the Olympics and athletics World Championships, saving for years to pay for the trip.
"One of my friends flew here with no accommodation booked and little money," says Jo, an Athens party-goer, visiting from London. "She's stunning and, on her first day, met a former Canadian basketball champ.
"They got it together and she's now staying at his hotel. If she gets bored of him, she can always move on to another athlete."
This alternative breed of female supporter often targets swimmers, who have a big party-animal reputation.
IN 2000, the British swimming team was criticised for overdoing it in the clubs and bars of Sydney but this year, they've been branded boring.
"Since Bill Sweetman took over as coach, he's clamped down on the social aspect of the sport," seethes Paula, 31, a masseuse from Leeds.
"It's annoying because you see those fantastic V-shaped torsos in the pool. But these days you can look but you can't touch."
As well as the party venues, the athletes' village is the perfect place for extra-curricular activities because only competitors and officials are allowed in.
"People are let off the leash from their partners back home and they often go crazy," says a former British athlete. "When you are super-fit and on a high from the Games, you want to have sex, full-stop.
"If you've won you're so pumped up you want to do it. And if you've lost you want it to take your mind off failure.
"One team manager even told us the best time to try it on with a female athlete is when she has lost, because she'll be a sure thing. It's a fact of life. I've seen women, tearfully kissing their husbands at Heathrow, then, four hours' later, they're at it, hammer and tongs, with another bloke."
If the competitors prefer the groupies, they're easily identified because they hang around hotel lobbies and bars, hunting in packs for muscle. And, apparently, some aren't choosy.
"Quasimodo could pull at the Olympics," the athlete adds. "If he's got a medal, he'll be happy as Larry."
Tonight is the last of the four Sports Illustrated parties of the Olympics and the hottest ticket in town.
"Most of the competitions have finished," says one British guest.
"The track athletes will be letting their hair down and making up for lost time, so the Athenians should lock up their daughters."
But there'll be no need if the resourceful groupies manage to fox security. Let's just hope that at least some of those 130,000 free condoms are left for this last hurrah.
THE girls' names have been changed to disguise their identity.
http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/allnew...3&headline=the-sexual-olympics-name_page.html
