I may not know much about the celebrity game, but I do know that if Mickey Rourke wants to tell you a crazy story, you take that phone call every damn time. That’s why the man of the hour is Yahoo! Olympics writer Martin Rogers who posted a pretty standard Rourke story late last night, regarding how the famously batsh*t actor told him that he beat the world’s fastest man, Usain Bolt, in a street race in London earlier this year.
And you don’t have to ask, because yes, Rourke was drunk. I just assume that’s a given in any Rourke story.
“We were outside the Wellington in Central London and it was four in the morning,” Rourke said. “It was just that time of the night, you know, when anything can happen. So I went up to him and I said, ‘Come on, you are the world’s fastest man, let’s go.’ ”
“There was a space in the street of about 30 meters,” Rourke said. “I got him to back up about four paces, we set off and I got him by a few inches.”
Right there, that’s a great Rourke tale. He was hanging out, minding his own business, when Usain Bolt walks into the Wellington – which is a club for ridiculously wealthy people, yet Rourke has a suite there because they love how crazy he is – and Rourke is all, “Someone hold my parrot and this Civil War rifle, I’m gonna race this guy real quick.”
But no, it gets even better. Because it has to.
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