Here's some true news that, if you wrote it as a story, would be rejected for being too unrealistic:
A friendship-building football match between Muslim and Christian clergy in Norway was called off after a row over the participation of women players.
Now, what do you think really happened at that interfaith conference in Oslo? Both Christians and Moslems were probably hyper-sensitive and told to be friendly. At the beginning of the day, when everyone was full of energy and coffee, someone suggested a football game (soccer matich, for those American readers). The other side said "Okay," just to be friendly.
Then the day wears on while you have to listen to upteem speakers prattle on with a stupid grin on your face. While you may have been able to play all night after school, you're just not as young as you used to be. Now, after a day of "school", you just want to put your feet up and vegatate. But, you've made a commitment for a long, intensive bout of running up and down a field after a ball. How do you gracefully get out of this commitment while not leaving the other side insulted.
Simple! You do what organized religions have done for thousands of years -- blame the women! Problem solved.
In other news, another short story of mine has hot the web. It only took about 15 years to write. It's called "A Little Ways Up."