万花筒 2010-03-06&03-08 怪趣新闻串烧（在线收听）

Ten years ago today, British soccer great Sir Stanley Mathews died just 35 years after he played his last game. He was 85. It's right. He played for Blackpool and Stoke City until he was 50 years old. He played for 34 seasons. At an age 47, he was voted player of the year. So Stanley had one regret “I retired too early.”

Let's play Oddball.

Man, more Olympics. Is it the freaking hockey? Sorry, we're beginning in the Harz Mountains near Braunlage in Germany. Harz mount like a bird seed? This is not Olympic topless downhill sliding. We've used the entire 2010 blurring budget to bring you this video, 15 men, 15 women, wearing only shoes, a hat and tightly tiny weenies, riding slides down the snowing mountain this weekend. This is the second annual topless toboggan race. 14,000 spectators turned out to see this event live. They were expecting like 200. As a result, Sporel Arrow will cover your ears, but keep watching, a guy named Christian won the first prize and took own the novelty check. This well-fared older gentleman with a ridiculous moustache to match his ridiculous hat, finished out of the money.

A restaurant in downtown Sao Paulo, Brazil where today's special was brick oven pizza topped with dirty burglar's feet. Dirty burglar's feet? This unnamed 19-year-old man was attempting to enter the store during non-business hours when he became wedged in the chimney of the restaurant's brick oven. The would-be robber was heard moaning by neighbors who called the police. He should thank his lucky stars that didn't call the tickle monster. Attempts to yank the man out of the oven failed, so police had to bust him out and here comes the sledge hammers, the half-naked perp. The half-naked perp was arrested on attempted burglar charges and banned from next year's topless sled racing in Germany.

Finally it's a shirtless tri-factor. The man in the hood is trying to stick up Clainm's Glad gas station in Manchester, New Hampshire. The crook asked for all the money in the register what he didn't bargain for was some heroics from a cashier named Cashman. Bill Cashman.

My response was to try to pit him till the cops got there. So I grabbed him and pulled him towards me and he managed to wiggle out of his shirt and get away from me.

He was wearing a shirt, a black shirt. When his yellow belly was exposed, the perp slipped out of the door with 45 dollars and some M&Ms,  while Cashier Cashman had the perp's sweat shirt, his cellphone and of course his sacred pride.