So much for Beckham being a voice for MLS

Now as you know, folks such as Kobe Bryant, Jeff Kent and Garret Anderson have the ability to play and talk on the same day, which just has to be dumbfounding to Beckham.

When I put in an interview request Friday, I was told he might be tired, and now I understand why England's soccer coach didn't think Beckham was fit enough to join his lads last week for a game against Sweden.

Several entertainment sites, though, reported Beckham arrived at a pre-Grammy party at Hollywood's Club Central about 1 a.m. Sunday, dancing with Janet Jackson. Tired as he was, he must've gotten a nap.

The Galaxy said Beckham would need some warning time before he could talk, 213 days apparently not enough, and so instead of Friday or Saturday, an interview was scheduled for Monday. And later canceled.

"He's not doing media Monday," a Galaxy spokesman said, probably taking the time to do another episode of "Snoop Dogg's Father Hood." "He's also not doing any one-on-ones."

Everyone has their price, of course, so the other day at a Madonna fundraiser, I wasn't surprised to learn my old gal pal Salma Hayek hadpaid $350,000 for an hour and a one-on-one with Beckham.

Haven't heard from her yet, but I couldn't possibly accept such a thing, or find something to discuss for an hour with a soccer player who has done so little in this country. We talk about the one goal he scored last year, and then what?

Initially, when I was told I would be talking to Beckham on Monday, I had done some homework. Beyond looking pretty, there isn't much there.

He has tattoos running from wrist to shoulder on his right arm, and I probably would have asked for a look at the new $5,000 tattoo on his left arm -- the reclining, bare-breasted angel who is supposed to be his wife.

I did a lot of reading on the Internet, and no one seems to refer to Posh as an angel, but if she's buying it, good for him. That's what they must mean when they say "bend it like Beckham."

THE ONLY thing going on with Beckham these days appears to be his underwear ad, which is just perfect for him because all he has to do is lie there and say nothing.