Jacques Rogge is full of crap.
Jacques Rogge, the esteemed president of the International Olympic Committee, is full of it. When I refer to “it” I of course mean crap, not to mention arrogance, snobbery, hypocrisy and chauvinism.
The man could not come off as a bigger stiff if he were dead. He sits in his ivory tower, looking down on the world through Eurocentric glasses as he criticizes the athletes who make the IOC and himself millions of dollars.
