August 26, 2009

There's no AI in Team

Anyone in the market for a 34 year old basketball veteran with a slight temperament? He'll do anything for a job right now. Heck, lemme rewrite his resume. Attended Georgetown.....Experience with American media, uh, he can fill your affirmative action? Well, I guess he is destined for an NBA team then, and here are some dream matches.

Dallas Mavericks

Look at a roster with a freshly signed Allen. PG:Jason Kidd/ SG: Allen Iverson/ SF:Josh Howard/ PF:Shawn Marion/ C:Dirk Nowitzki. If this were "Old School" the game then maybe this roster would suffice as a functioning team. In the real world, you would have to have been cryogenically frozen since 2004 to think of this Mavs team as talented. Now, they are more likely to have a subscription to AARP than have athleticism. Even then, watching the John McCains attack the glass would make for an entertaining game. Opposing wipper snappers would just toy with the oldies, and keeping them off the yard would take on a whole new meaning.

Cleveland Cavaliers

Why the fuck not? I mean Lebron could use another early 2000's dominant player. Plus, they could break the record for worst team passing. The Cavs might not even pass twice a game. It would just be 24 seconds of Lebron, then another 24 seconds of Shaq and then 24 seconds of Iverson. This way Mike Brown won't have to actually coach any offense, cause he is incapable of it, as shown in the Eastern Finals. Plus, Pavlovic got traded so number three is available.

Minnesota Timberwolves

Jonny Flynn is the reason this would work, mainly because Iverson could play the two and not be shorter than the point. Also the Syracuse, Georgetown rivalry would be thick in the air in the backcourt. Plus, if all else fails, they can just dump the ball down to the citizen of the IR, or as most people know him, Al Jefferson. Maybe the best reason for a debut in Minnesota for Allen would be the fact that he would be shunned by ESPN. That way we don't have to hear about his antics anymore. Unless of course he blasts his new coach and teammates with a rant about wind sprints. "Man we talkin' 'bout wind sprints. I'm supposed to be the third best player, and we in here talkin' about wind sprints. Not practice. Not a game. We talkin' about wind sprints. How the hell can I make my teammates better with wind sprints?!"

August 25, 2009

Eli Manning Paid First-Overall Pick Money, Phil Rivers Left with Fourth-Overall Scraps

Phillip Rivers is a bitch. He complains more than Jay Cutler, yet he lacks the Diabetes/low blood sugar excuse to justify it. I've cheered for Rivers once in my life - when he limped off the field in the '08 Divisional playoff game against the Colts, jawing with fans like an inebriated barfly whose credit card got rejected after his eighth rum and coke.

Did I mention he still drives a minivan? What a fag.

Childlike demeanor and questionable choice of transportation aside, Rivers deserves his 6-year, $91 million contract extension with the Chargers. Actually, he deserves more. Because Eli Manning's contract says so.


Following LaDanian Tomlinson and Antonio Gates' worst NFL seasons since their respective rookie campaigns, Rivers demonstrated his ability to make the best out of several wide receivers that wouldn't surpass the 2-spot on most depth charts. He somehow bitched and moaned his way to the top rating in the NFL, inexplicably beating The Quarterback God himself. Oh, right.

Manning, whose soft-spoken pussy-like disposition is equally irritating, recorded a rating nearly 20 points below Rivers. A rating that surpassed that of "Mr. 22 interceptions" by a mere five points. And he did it all with the best rushing attack in the league.

Apparently Plaxico Burress buys his ammunition at the same gun shop as Lee Harvey Oswald. That magic bullet didn't just lodge itself it Plax's leg - it completely blew the cover off Manning's success. A 1 and 5 record without Burress doesn't warrant a raise, it begs a demotion to the Arena League.

So why the glaring discrepancy between pay and play?

Rivers suffers the consequences of playing with three teammates who are within the top-three names at their respective positions - Tomlinson, Gates and Shawn Merriman. Manning reaps the benefits of Burress' $27 million refund.

The two quarterbacks pit paychecks against eachothers in a November 8 game at the Meadowlands. Dan Marino is already ranting about how his future Hall-of-Fame career would have commanded a larger paycheck than these two schlubs combined. I know, I can't wait either. To pass the time, here's a picture of the University of New Hampshire Football coach's son, who eerily resembles the Chargers' gunslinger:



August 24, 2009

Taylor Mays + 3D = Mangasm

The underside of my laptop is now sopping wet. Best first day of classes ever? Undoubtedly.

The USC-Ohio State game will be broadcast in Three Dimensions at several nearby locations for those lucky people who reside in the southern part of the WBest Coast. Venues include the Galen Center, ESPN Zone and that jumbo-screen at LA Live. Get your blue and red Rick Moranis glasses ready.

Unfortunately, ESPN has relegated the B-grade commentary of Mark Jones and Bob Davie for the 3-D telecast, while the regular Saturday night crew will call the drab "that's SO 2007" 2-D version. Don't even get me started on the prospect of Erin Andrews jumping in last-minute as the 3-D sideline reporter. I'd have to wear Depends for the next three weeks in case I accidentally pictured EA in all her voluptuous, holographic glory.

The game is also airing in who the hell cares Columbus, Ohio and Hartford, Conn., the latter of which will be for all the hardworking Bristol, Conn. cronies. I'm assuming Stu Scott won't be attending, as it's impossible to enjoy anything in 3-D without two fully-functioning eyeballs.

Oh, and just as a reminder, Pete Carroll is still The Baddest Motherfucking Head Coach in all of NCAA sports. Unless Urban Meyer can juggle flaming hippopotami, he's not topping this:

Beasley Can't Cut the Drough

Mario Chalmers takes a deep inhale today, cause Michael Beasley is taking the heat from.... the Heat. According to reports, Beasley was forced into rehab this morning by Coach/GM/Owner/I don't fucking know, Pat Riley and the Miami top men. Now, as his name had been circling in trade rumors, Michael will get to enjoy a vacation away from his vice with a doctor that specializes in these cases. Of course, if weed were just legal.....

Really though, did anyone expect anything different. He was recruited to K-State by Bob Huggins.  He and Bill Walker were also teammates and no doubt hot boxed the locker room more than once. Then he took his addiction to the NBA where he spread it to wholesome individuals like Darrel Arthur and Mario Chalmers. Sadly though, I was one of the people against Chicago taking Rose first in '08, but it looks like I've been silenced in the most defeating way possible. At least I was right about Blake Griffin.

August 23, 2009

How Does he Reach the Gas Pedal in the First Place?

Adding to the latest trend of small people driving vehicles when they shouldn't, Nate Robinson was arrested for driving with a suspended license this past Tuesday. Maybe because the DMV laughed at him when he pleaded that he really is old enough to legally operate a vehicle in the state of New York.

Robinson was charged with aggravated unlicensed operation of a motor vehicle, which means that he somehow discovered a way to increase the severity of driving without a legit license. If an aggravated DUI is the result of blowing a a BAC above .15, does this mean his ID was laced with anthrax?

Upon pulling Robinson over, the officer allegedly exclaimed "Holy shit, Midget Mac! Where'd your dreads go? Oh, you're that Knicks player. License and registration, please."




Children of the Corn Sports

Everyone always wants to put 1+1 and make 3 when talking about athlete romances, but what about the potential couples that would make a fuckid? Well wait no longer, cause that day has arrived. Introducing the Children of the Sports.

Child most likely to be inebriated while driving.

Welcome our first couple, Diana Taurasi and Charles Barkley. Not one, but both of these two were stopped in Arizona for drunk driving, which suspended both of them from their jobs. Just imagine a drunk night in Phoenix where those two could create an illegitimate child. Not only would this kid have the basketball prowess of Oscar Robinson, but it would also have the liver of John Daly. The child might end up at a popular trans-gender basketball school, see Duke or North Carolina, and would rack up as many MIP's as ACC championships. Then would come pro-ball where domination on the court would become easy. Getting off drunk driving charges would be the hard part, and would eventually land this kid in jail, and out of the league indefinitely. Well, at least until there was a somber press conference and commitment to stop drinking the juice in the way of Josh Hamilton. Then a relapse 3 years later, and on to broadcasting.

Child most likely to suck on the media's tit.

No question would this kid's father be Brett Farve. The companion is a bit less obvious, but Maria Sharapova makes a solid mother 'figure'. Not only does she flaunt her amazing physique on the court, but she also portrays it in multiple magazines and TV appearances. And during the NFL draft this year she leaped into the limelight to guest star as the fashion designer for Matt Stafford's shoot for ESPN the mag. Not to mention, she is also in those canon commercials where she takes pictures of her dog, when every guy is thinking she should be doing a Rihanna. Then add Farve to that and you have a media hogging asshole/bitch (depending on gender). The kid would probably end up in soccer carrying the US to the semis of the World Cup as one of the best midfielders in the world. He/she would grab endorsements from America and across seas landing a spot on your television every other commercial. And if you think Brett Farve's flip flopping was bad, just think about a soccer pariah flipping and flopping from the MLS and Europe every year. All of Bristol, Connecticut would implode from all of the media fireworks. Imagine David Beckham and multiply it by 500,000 and that's what you would get. Then a sudden retirement to go into the film business, and crash any hope of American soccer becoming world renowned.

Child most likely to 'enhance'

A gay couple would make the best child for enhancing. Maybe say A-Rod and Shawn Merriman, but since gay marriage is illegal (in Kansas) I would be reprimanded. So, this lead me another route, a route that runs through Marion Jones. If you remember, she won 3 golds in track and field in the Sidney Olympics in 2000, only to have them revoked in 2007 because of illegal doping. And the company that paved the way to this scandal, no one other than BALCO. This is where the father enters with his abnormally large cerebellum and chiseled pecs. Barry Bonds would make for steroided out dad. Their kid would begin it's life with a drugged birth to subdue the pain of labor. Then the kid, instead of being breast fed, would get a bottle of whey protein. Around age 5 the kid would begin extensive workouts on Venice beach, where it would later meet governor Schwarzenegger. With a solid HGH-ed idol in his/her head, he/she would begin a regular regiment of cream and clear before and after he/she worked out. Barry would enroll the kid into a football league and would excel as the fastest and strongest running back in California. The kid would be drafted after it's junior year at USC and go #1 only to shatter his/her ACL in training camp, and return 3 weeks later, stronger than before. Lil' Bonds would break records at the running back position, only to have those erased a week after the season because of a positive test for steroids. Of course, being the little Jones-Bond's kid that he/she is, lil' bonds would deny the accusations to the point that no team would sign him/her, effectively ending lil' bonds' career.

Jesus Notre Dame Worshipping Christ.

Lou Holtz's comments need to be addressed. This "man" is no longer a credible ESPN source. If you read that previous sentence as a joke, then stop an return to your cold, hick South Bend home. This issue predates any wrinkled-balls prediction about the economy that occurred on or beyond august 23, 2008.

Lou Hotlz needs to be suspended by ESPN on the same grounds as Charles Barkley was to TNT.

This old ass fogey didn't even ask a random woman to blow him. Yet, under a (presumably) sober state of mind, he predicted that, last year, The Fighting Gayrish would win 11 games.

Lou's prediction returned a 7-6 record. Only four wins and one BCS game shy of his mark, the WWL-paid analyst says that Charlie "My ACL hurts" Weiss will boldly carry his team to a 2010 NCAA championship against (who else?) Jesus 2.0.


Pardon my Aramaic, but Fuck that shit.

For the love of NCAA football, fire this senile asshole. If ESPN wants a real college football analyst, bring in Jimmy Johson, Lou Saban or Bear Bryant Pete Carroll.

Regardless, this man has zero insight into the NCAA game. I'd rather take Hirby's predictions.

As a New England Professional Football fan, I respect Uncle Charlie. I want him to succeed. His protege, although douchebaggy, should progress into a pro-style QB. Somewhat.

But, regardless, what 7-6 team has responded with at national championship game? I'm too lazy/unsober to answer that question.

Unfortunately Lou Holtz's dementia accounts for that discrepancy. George Bodenheimer must be proud.