I hope he’s kidding. Dennis Rodman has filled the New York Post in on his plan to start a topless women’s basketball league associated with Headquarters Gentlemen’s Club, which the Post describes, naturally, as a “mammary mecca.” (Side note: The Post should consider retiring that eye-roller of a descriptor, having used it also to describe the Hustler Club, Stringfellow’s Gentlemen’s Club in London, Scores, Headquarters Cabaret, and the Penthouse Executive Club.) According to the Post, “Team members will wear shorts, skimpy shirts and sneakers during games. ‘They’ll come out in a T-shirt or a tank top, but when the game starts, they’ll go topless,’ Rodman boasted.”
Rodman apparently got the idea from another strip club, which held topless basketball games during the NBA lockout. Like the women’s baseball teams immortalized in A League of Their Own, which were shuttered after World War II concluded, the path-blazing topless basketball teams ceased play after the NBA started back up. Rodman saw an opportunity for sustained athleticism: He tells the Post, “I don’t know too many men that don’t like a good-looking woman running up and down around the court.”
And I don’t know many women who are excited to run up and down a court without at least a little support from a bra. The concept sounds incredibly painful. Initially, I thought it would also be damaging to the players’ presumed perkiness, but the Straight Dope tells us that, in fact, medical literature does not support the widely held belief idea that bras prevent sagging. However, athletic bras were found to help prevent breast pain in exercising subjects (though just three were included in the only study to examine this important topic).
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