Charlie shakes his head. Well, there’s certainly not a dearth of beautiful women in his life. Hell, I was with him when he turned down a date with a former Miss Universe because he wanted to spend the evening with his eight-year-old, Cassandra. So what does he want? “If I could have one mention· in The Baseball Encyclopedia,” he muses, “I’d die happy. One at bat in the big leagues would put me there, and I’ll take it over an Oscar any time.”
I met Charlie Sheen on a muggy, July morning at the Sherman Oaks home of Jeff Ballard. Jeff is Charlie’s public relations agent and his close buddy.
Sheen, who has the kind of face and smile that are going to keep him looking like 18 when he’s 80, greeted me with a firm handshake and an apology for being a few minutes late. Charlie was feeling good. His new movie, Fixing the Shadow – in which he plays true-life hero Dan Black, a cop who goes undercover to break up a drug-dealing motorcycle gang-has been completed and is scheduled to be released in February. He was happy to have some free time before shooting began on his next movie, Hot Shots 2, but more important, his beloved Cincinnati Reds had won five games in a row.MORE from Penthouse
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Christmas in Salt Lake City, circa 1960. The teacher asks her one Jewish student to stand before the class and explain why she doesn’t believe in Jesus. “I would sing the little song about the dreidel,” recalled Roseanne Barr in her 1989 best-seller My Life as a Woman. “I was the Designated Heathen.” The teacher told Barr to be grateful she didn’t live in a Communist country, where “dissent” wouldn’t be tolerated.
Thirty years later, when Barr sang a little song for the San Diego Padres, she found the treasuries of tolerance wanting. “Disgraceful!” snapped the leader of the Free World, as the brethren of America’s Fourth Estate exploded in simultaneous orgastic rage.
“I don’t know what y’all wanted me to [do],” opined Barr at a press conference addressing l’affaire d’anthem. “Put my head in my hands and start screaming and run off? I’m not a quitter.” No, indeed. Whether she’s serenading an auditorium full of Mormon schoolchildren or a stadium full of angry baseball fans, Roseanne Barr carries on to the bitter end. Because like it or not, Roseanne Barr has learned to thrive in the role of odd woman out.MORE from Penthouse
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