Like any bunch of pissed-off, cynical twats, eventually we get tired of listening to ourselves and arguing with each other, so we need some fresh bullshit to add to the party. So if you think you’ve got what it takes to join the Sports Bitch team, please drop us a line to tell us why, or better yet, write us a 200-word article. We’ll gladly give it the once-over, and try not to crush your dreams with our cosmic arrogance when we reply.
If you happen to be damn good at this humour lark, you can expect Tiger Woods-esque voicemails from us begging you to get involved, and we’ll throw stones at your bedroom window too. Please don’t leave us out there, lest we have to resort to golf balls, rocks or A MOTHER-FUCKIN’ JCB, YO! Trust us, you don’t wanna see what happened to the last guy.
