I promise not to spend the whole time talking about Ray Allen. I’ll try to distract us with the ESPYs and some other things that don’t involve traitorous bastards. Here’s what went down this week. Continue reading
I promise not to spend the whole time talking about Ray Allen. I’ll try to distract us with the ESPYs and some other things that don’t involve traitorous bastards. Here’s what went down this week. Continue reading
Some teams are sitting pretty throwing around the D word. Hey, didn’t I tell all the dirty-minded people to stop last week! Dynasty. Some are living it, some are trying to create it, and some are just trying to disrupt it. Why don’t we talk balls and explore all the fuss around the big D… ok, I see where you’re coming from now. Let’s see what went down this week.
Welcome to my weekly sports segment. If you stumbled upon this looking for something kinkier, I apologize. If you are embarrassed that you stumbled upon this looking for something kinkier, nobody’s judging you…
This week was rather depressing because of the heat and because of the Heat. But, as always, I must suck it up and fight through the scorching temperatures and the sorrow to bring you the latest news in the world of sports.
What’s that? You say you can’t keep track of all these sports? Not to worry my friends, I’ll recap the week so you don’t have to put in the effort! Hey, I’ll even throw in some videos for my… less focused readers! Continue reading
As much as we’d all love to, we can’t rely on the big 3 forever. Continue reading
Heat fans are a rare breed of human that, until recently, has been completely foreign to me. It’s difficult to find someone in Boston whose skin doesn’t crawl at the sight of Lebron James’ lopsided goatee. Continue reading
An act of contrition is necessary to get fans back in the stands after forcing them to listen to 149 days of juvenile bickering. Continue reading
Hey folks, look, man, Christina was just nervous. She’s not that dumb. Our heart goes out to her in a way. There she was, able to perhaps resuscitate her dying career, and she flubbed it. It reminded us of the greatest rendition of the national anthem at any sporting event ever: Marvin Gaye at the NBA all-star game, 1983. Continue reading
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