The Sun has an entertaining little slide show of David Beckham rubber-necking at a pair of L.A. cuties, and I say good for him. Good that he's only looking, I mean. That must take a lot of restraint. If I were an underwear model and a sports star with a nine-figure contract and a six-figure Rolls Royce, I wouldn't settle for looking. I'd ride around town with my pants undone and just wave my penis around.
Okay, so I already do that, but the point is that it would be cool if I did it then.