The Sunday Sport

I have never actually purchased the Sunday Sport, but I once had the misfortune to read it when I found a copy in my taxi that a customer had left behind them. As I don't hold with pornography then I don't think this newspaper (and I use the term loosely!) would ever tempt me to part with any of my hard earned money. It's packed to the gills with pictures of semi-naked ladies. (I use the term loosely!) They must employ a good editor who is highly familiar with the indecency laws to make sure they never get prosecuted. But there again, these days almost anything goes. Some of the footy articles were passable, but what I fail to understand is why any ...  Read the complete review

For a newspaper with a relatively tiny circulation the Sport is quite a well-known publication. I cannot say it is also well respected, as even in Fleet Street it is looked down upon (which is saying something). However the Sport can claim to have had the most…colourful history of all British newspapers in circulation today. The Sunday Sport was launched on September 14 1986 by David Sullivan, who had made his millions in the British soft porn industry. Within less than two years a Wednesday edition was launched, and by October 1991 the Sport had become a daily newspaper. Though its title suggested a newspaper dedicated predominantly to sporting news, the ...  Read the complete review

The final embodiment of all things evil (no, wait, that was Maggie Thatcher). The final embodiment of how newspapers have plummeted into the gutter. I hate this newspaper more than I hate any other newspaper, and I do hate other newspapers. This just about sums up the general mentality of newspapers, when the battle to win any sort of circulation war reduces them to providing a soft porn, intellectually insulting, tacky, tasteless, drivelling, conjecturing piece of paper not fit to hang in Alf Garnett's lavatory. I'll admit I bought one when it first came out because I didn't believe it was as bad as others were saying. Not for ...  Read the complete review

Ever since I’ve been with my fella, He’s always rushed off to the shop on a Sunday morning to buy The Sunday Sport, and that’s not all, he arrives home every day from work with his flask, his lunch box and the Dairy Sport folded neatly under his arm. To be honest I think it keeps him sane, or his he just a pathetic male that likes to read outrageous stories and look at naked women during his lunch breaks. I must admit I sometimes browse through it to see what wild stories they have printed for the day. (Maybe the queen has been video taped using the rampant rabbit vibrater and they have it plastered on the middle page. Well not to ...  Read the complete review

Like every other reviewer in this section I don't buy The Sport-it's amazing why they print it really!.I'm no prude and read the Sun on a daily basis but I would'nt buy this simply because it's poor quality and definetly dos'nt do what it says on the tin. The paper is well known for it's funny headlines "Double decker bus found on the moon"that sort of thing.The problem though is there's no substance and the headline is the whole joke,why buy when you can read in two seconds!. The other main selling point is the racey content.Again this is poorly done with bored girls bearing their chests like they're doing the hoovering.The same pictures and models are ...  Read the complete review