Tiger lusts as Yvonne Robb stripped down to her underwear
during the 1999 Open at Carnoustie, surprising Tiger Woods as he
waited to putt.She was fined $160 for her antics, after planting a kiss on
Tiger's cheek.
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During the 1997 British Open at Royal Troon, Nikki Moffat,
complete with tiger stripes and floppy ears in homage to Tiger
Woods, pranced around No. 18 just before Justin Leonard was
given the trophy.
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At the 2003 British Open, this streaker waited until the trophy
presentation to strut her stuff on the course, with that year's
champion Ben Curtis looking on.
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Jacqui Salmond,
took a turn around the flag stick at St. Andrews during the 2000
British Open as Tiger Woods's group made their way to the
green.
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Jacqui Salmond, 20, from Kirkcaldy Fife Scotland is one of
the all time streaking greats. And her exploit is the most
well documented. Though I find her too anorexic for my
taste, I admire her brazenness in appearing with zilch
clothing, mearly glasses and make up, at a very public
event. Even though she was only seeking publicity, that is
an extremely brave thing to do (just try it!) and should
serve as a model for others. I really feel sorry for Tiger
Woods who seems to be a female streaker magnet. He said
later that her actions had spoiled the final hole of his
championship-winning round. I wish I could be that lucky. At
that time Jacqui lived with her boyfriend along with her
children Brendan (3) and Rhys (18 months) in Edinburgh.
Jacqui and her boyfriend had planned the streak for a laugh.
"In July 2000 my partner, Ryan Grieg, 27, was watching The
Open on telly. 'How can you watch this?' I yawned. The
whisper of the commentator and polite applause were enough
to send me into a coma. Then it hit me. I knew what would
get the crowd excited. A streaker. And who better than me?
Shelater told The Mirror: "I just want to be famous and see
my picture in as many publications as possible. I hope to
talk my way on to the sofa with Richard and Judy on This
Morning." "As a pole dancer at the Burke and Hare pub in
Kircaldy, Fife I wasn't shy about flashing a bit of flesh.
The appeal of an even bigger audience was just too much to
resist. 'That crowd needs a bit of livening up,' I said to
Ryan, telling him my plan. 'You what?' he spluttered. 'Go on
then.'She hoped the streak would help her escape her sordid
carrer as a lap dancer stripping on a pool table for stag
night drunks. She even contacted a tabloid newspaper to tell
them of her intentions "So two weeks later... I dressed in a
(black) floaty summer dress with no underwear, dropped our
son, Brendan, 3 and 1-year-old daughter, Rhys, off with my
mum Jackie Salmond, 46, and drove twenty miles to the famous
golf course. 'Nervous?' Ryan asked when we arrived, offering
me a can of lager. But I didn't need any Dutch courage. I
was raring to go. Ryan and I arrived early to get a good
spot on the course. "Finally at 3pm Tiger was at the 18th
hole. It was time. I pushed to the front of the crowd,
crouched down and slipped the strap of my dress off my
shoulders. Fresh air blasted my naked body. It was now or
never. "I burst through the cordon and legged it towards the
18th hole, arms in the air and as naked as the day I was
born. Adrenalin raced through me as I waited for the
reaction. For a moment there was silence, followed by a few
gasps and titters. 'Wahey,' one bloke shouted. Then everyone
started cheering as I legged it round the pole. "Egged on by
the crowds I even did a little victory dance. But then I
spotted two police officers running towards me. 'Enough of
that,' one of them said covering me up with a fluorescent
police coat. I was still giggling but then I saw the
officer's stern face. 'That was so stupid,' he said as he
handcuffed me. 'It was only meant to be a joke�' I
whimpered.
"At Cupar police station I was charged with breach of the
peace and given a white forensics suit to wear. I spent a
night in the cells feeling like a criminal. What I'd done
began to sink in. Talk about a moment of madness." She said,
"I ... was left in a cell on my own for about four hours.
About 11.30 they put me in with the two other female
streakers." A total of five people had streaked the open,
encouraged by an offer of a 10,000 pounds prize from a
mystery mischief maker. Carol Louttit had been brought from
Methil Police Station and we had a great laugh singing and
making up songs. Carol said she'd done the streak because
she was drunk and Julie (Methven) did it on the spur of the
moment. We were singing and laughing all night. We even
plotted to do a streak together. It's never been done before
but we intend to run naked hand in hand at some major
event." Jaqui said, "Missing Brendan and Rhys like crazy, I
wondered what they would make of their mummy showing her
bits to the world? The next day I admitted breaching the
peace at Cupar Sheriffs Court and was fined �100. The
procurator fiscal was scathing. 'Disruption can prove a
great distraction to the players,' he said.
"'Thank God that's over,' I said to Ryan as we drove home.
'Think again,' he replied handing me a pile of newspapers.
Torn off a strip�naked birdie at the 18th raged the
headlines. Tiger Woods had told reporters that I'd
interrupted his special moment. And each headline was
accompanied by a big picture of me. Naked. "People all over
Britain were gawping at my boobs as they tucked into their
cornflakes. A few men looking at me dance in the club was
one thing. Now pictures of me in all my glory were all over
the county, from breakfast tables to building sites. "But
the worst call of all was from Mum. She sounded so
disappointed. 'Why did you do it?' she sighed. 'It was just
a joke,' I said lamely. But it didn't feel so funny any
more. Wherever I went people were asking the question,
'aren't you the girl who..?'" Unfortunately, Royal and
Ancient officials planned to review security in an attempt
to reduce such incidences in the future. "I wanted to streak
because I thought it would be a bit of a laugh - a harmless
piece of fun. But I was arrested, spent a cold night in the
cells and appeared in court the next day." Procurator fiscal
Ted Russell, himself a low handicap golfer who plays over
the St Andrews links, said: "Clearly the maintenance of good
order depends on the good behaviour of the public." (I can't
think of any better way to behave) "In addition, disruption
can prove a great distraction to the players, who are under
great pressure." (I would pay to have such a
distraction!)
Her solicitor Tom Anderson told the court: "There was an
element of naivety and it has been much publicised that
there was money available to anyone who would do it.
Unfortunately, that appears not to have been the case."
Commenting on the streakers, Peter Dawson, R&A
secretary, added: "It's mindless, and the way I think to get
rid of it is to ignore it." "I ended up with a �100 fine. I
thought that the punishment was a bit harsh as I didn't hurt
anyone and the crowd throughly enjoyed it. I didn't show
anything the rest of the female population doesn't have.
Ryan said he thought it was funny when I did it, and it
certainly doesn't bother him. Mind you he reckons that if
he'd suggested it I would have given him a hard time for the
rest of his life! But the police told me that they take a
hard line because streaking offends some people." Jacqui
worked as a lap dancer in the Burke and Hare pub in
Edinburgh to make a living and had ambitions to become a
successful model. "Then in July 2001 Ryan and I decided to
split. We were still great mates but the spark wasn't there.
Shortly after I fell pregnant during a short relationship.
When I gave birth to my son John at Forth Park hospital on
4th February 2003 I was prepared to raise him alone. "The
only male attention I got was when I was dancing and I
wished that I'd meet a bloke who wanted me for more than my
figure. And when John was 18 months I got my wish. On a rare
night off I was dancing � fully clothed - at Liquid Rooms
nightclub in Edinburgh when I saw Colin Snow, 38. I couldn't
take my eyes off him.
"Before I went home I made sure he had my number. Colin
called the next day and set a date a week later. As we stood
at the bar of a pub, I played with my straw nervously and
listened to Colin telling me about his work as a
confectionary salesman. 'And what do you do?' he asked. I
took a deep breath. 'I'm an.. err pole dancer,' I said.
Colin's face fell. 'Oh, ' he said. "After a reaction like
that I could hardly go on to tell him that my bum had been
on the front of The Sun!
'I'm thinking of quitting the dancing,' I said, desperate to
stop him dashing out the door. But as I said the words I
realised something. I meant them. I hadn't been enjoying it
since I was in the papers. The next day I handed in my
notice at the bar.
"Colin was thrilled. 'I don't know if I could date a
stripper,' he admitted. I loved my new lifestyle, curling up
in the evenings with Colin rather than wiggling my bum. I
even plucked up the courage to tell Colin about my brush
with fame. 'Blimey,' he chuckled. Funnily enough he couldn't
even remember the story. 'You must be the only bloke in
Scotland,' I said. "I loved my new life but with the kids at
school and Colin at work I was bored. In January 2005 I
decided to have a clearout. 'I have these to donate,' I
said, pushing a bulging bag of clothes over the counter at
the British Heart Foundation shop in Lochgelly. The Heart
Foundation had always been close to my, well, heart. When I
was 6 I was diagnosed with a heart murmur. It meant that I
suffered with palpitations but knew that I was one of the
lucky ones as I managed to control the condition with a
sensible diet.
"I spotted a sign. 'Could you help in the shop?' it read.
Perfect. 'I'd love to volunteer,' I said. They were over the
moon. So I went from an erotic dancer/streaker to a loved up
lady who works in a charity shop. Talk about a
transformation! And two years on I still love my life.
Chatting to the old ladies who come in and giving up my free
time for charity gives me a million times more satisfaction
than getting my kit off. "From now on I'm happy keeping my
curves for myself. And Colin of course."
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Jacqueline Salmond, 20, of Kirkcaldy, Fife, was fined �100
after Cupar sheriff court heard how she ran naked across the
course at St Andrews and danced around the flag as
competitors were driving from the 18th tee. She admitted
breach of the peace. Carol Louttit, 37, of Inverurie,
admitted breaching the peace on Friday when she stripped off
on the 16th green. Julie Methven, 23, of Cupar, who ran on
to the 18th fairway wearing only her shorts on the same day,
also admitted the offence
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The following was written on
www.firstfoot.com
There has been much outrage in the
Scottish broadsheets recently about the
membership policies of the Honourable
Company of Edinburgh Golfers will host
the British Open golf tournament at
Muirfield golf course in East Lothian in
2013. Apparently, these terrific chaps
have a far-sighted way of dealing with
members who are other than male, white,
anglo-saxon and rich. FirstFoot takes
some liberties in the paraphrasing, but
basically the rule reads:
If ye dinnae huv a white willie an' a
big fat wallet, then fuck aff, yer no
getting in an' ye cannae play oan wurr
golf course eether. Naw, dinnae send us
any questions, jist fuck aff.
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St.Andrews Trophy Room
FirstFoot applauds such progressive thinking in
this age of increasing liberalisation. However, we
would suggest that the following rules should also
apply:
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No blacks
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No mentally handicapped
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No socialists
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No muslims
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No lesbians or gays
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No musicians
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No female underarm hair
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No working class riff-raff
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No newspapers apart from The Telegraph
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FirstFoot would like to see a new Bill in the
Scottish Parliament making all Honourable Company of
Edinburgh Golfers golf courses public parks. The
Bill would also allow for the running of free busses
from all Scottish urban housing estates.Cannabis cafes would be allowed and help centres
for gay one-legged lesbians would be opened.
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