Journo's Turning on Eachother!!

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The Entertainment reporter for the Indo is getting a quare doing over by her 'journalist' fraternity. First George Hook and then McKenna:

Horan's First Article:

http://www.independent.ie/sport/other-sports/excocaine-user-egan-now-irish-antidoping-rep-29383263.html

McKenna's Riposte

http://eircomsports.eircom.net/News/Ewan-MacKenna-silver-standard.aspx


You can follow Hook and the rests digs at her on Twitter @NiamhHoran

[Dinny Breen]

Saw that this morning, excellent article from McKenna.

Paddy Barnes had a pop at her as well.

Who actually reads that rubbish and they wonder why the newspaper industry is dying?

[heffo]

Very good article. Egan is a sound, down to earth guy - didn't deserve that crap from Horan

[Ulick]

Calling Horan a journalist is a bit of a stretch more a cross between Amanda Brunker and John McCririck. Though I noticed a few months back she was having a go at Paddy Barnes and Michael Conlon. Call me cynical but I reckon she stirs this shite deliberately to get attention and to get the paid invites onto the radio shows.

[Muzz]

Shes a bit of a looker mind you!

[muppet]

Read this from the same 'journalist'.

http://www.independent.ie/irish-news/when-a-rapper-invites-you-to-party-he-doesnt-just-mean-bubbly-and-a-boogie-26286724.html

"....Naturally I was unhappy when we got stuck at the back of the concert arena...."

"...What to do? I decided to chance my arm to secure a better view of my heroes. I toddled up to security personnel at the pit, flashed a winning smile and asked if there was any way I could get in to the front-of-stage trench filled with screaming fans...'

"...."Not a hope," came the stern reply. But after laying on the charm a little bit more he pointed to a tall black guy wearing very snazzy pyjamas. This was the man, apparently, who could make my request come true....''

"....Seconds later I got the OK and for the next two and a half hours my friend and I were neck deep among the hard-core sweaty fans getting down to lyrics like "Get my drink on, and my smoke on, then go home with, something to poke on (whassup bitch?)"...."

"...But just as we were leaving the pit I spotted Snoop Dogg himself on the other side of the steel barrier, making his way from the stage to his dressing room.

"...I grabbed his attention and next thing I know I was holding his hand and telling him how much I love him and his music...."

"...we spotted a group of girls being led in back stage.

"What's going on?" I asked the security guard. "These girls are going to the after-show party," came the reply...."

"...I put on my biggest puppy dog eyes, "Any chance of getting to that after-show party?" I smile. Bingo. He opened the steel barrier and waved my friend and I through...."

"...So we're shown through a set of red doors and, along with a small group of girls, escorted out to a waiting bus...."

"...we got a final word of warning in a deep south American drawl from our escort, "If you don't wanna party, don't get on the bus"...."

"...My friend and I looked at each other, "Of course we want to party with P Diddy and his crew, what kind of question is that?"..."

"...As a couple of the guys who were on stage with P Diddy strutted in, one of them pointed at me and said: "I want that one." I got all excited at what I thought was my ticket to the party and asked if my pal could come along too. I got two," he shouted to another member of the entourage, across the lobby...."

"...Then he turned to me and asked straight out. "What are you going to do to me? Sorry?" came my reply. "What do you mean?"..."

"...He looked at the shocked, somewhat embarrassed expression on my face, and continued sharply: "There are a lot of girls who wanna come to this party you know. Now are you going to get naked with me. Yes or no?"..."

"..."That sh*t ain't game," he shouted, pointing at me, obviously advising them not to bring me to the party because I wouldn't put out...."

"..."I told you, you don't want to party, don't get on the bus!"

Indeed. Hindsight's a wonderful thing. When these boys say party - they don't mean jelly and ice cream...."


I always thought she must be writing for free. She is that naive her Mamma probably called it Eggs, Hugs and Rock & Roll.