Last night, as Kansas State went into overtime against Oregon, Wildcat Bill Walker (lower left of the screen) stuffed a bunch of towels into his shorts, pissed himself, dropped the towels onto the floor, then headed back onto the court to continue play.
I'm not gonna lie, this is pretty much the most disappointing video of someone urinating in public that I can possibly imagine. And believe me, I'm an expert at urinating in public. I've got the court-mandated community service to prove it.
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Last night the Cowboys proved they're the team to beat in the NFC by defeating the Packers 37-27, which isn't saying much in the grand scheme of things, but still: an 11-1 record with the only loss coming against the Patriots is pretty good. It was a typical Dallas game: Romo was excellent (4 TD passes), T.O. had moments of brilliance and a handful of brain farts, and Julius Jones is still getting carries that rightfully belong to Marion Barber.
Brett Favre was absolutely fucking terrible last night before he did his team the favor of getting injured. Aaron Rodgers came on to play for essentially the first time in his three-year career, and guess what, he played splendidly. Rodgers: 18/26, 201 yards, 1 TD, plus 30 yards on six rushes that picked up a couple key first downs. Favre: 5/14, 56 yards, 2 INT. Not that anyone dare bench Favre for someone better. He's Brett Favre! A legend! The Gunslinger! Well, I'll say it: if Green Bay is lucky, Favre's historic streak gets broken and Aaron Rodgers gets his chance to shine.
Side gripe, inspired by Drew: Dear NFL, Fuck your fucking Network. Fuck Bryant Gumbel in his fat face. Fuck Thursday night football. Fuck you for making me stand in a bar for three hours just to watch a game that should have been featured on Sunday.
There's not much I can say that isn't said in that screen grab (provided by The Basketball Jones). By the end of the third quarter, the Celtics' Big Three were already resting contentedly on the bench. The Knicks actually had to put together a rally to lose by less than 50 points. Today's Daily Dime is delightfully all over the Knicks' 104-59 Boston Massacre.
This seemed more like a game between the Harlem Globetrotters and the Washington Generals than an NBA contest. All that was missing was Garnett throwing a pail of confetti on [Isiah] Thomas, Paul Pierce teasing the Knicks' Stephon Marbury with a ball on an elastic cord and Ray Allen doing dribbling tricks at center court.
The Knicks play at home against the Bucks tonight, and holy hell I wish I had tickets. Friday night, thousands of pissed-off drunk mooks dressed like Turtle from Entourage… this could be the straw that breaks Isiah's back. Or not. Considering that Isiah was the centerpiece of a multi-million-dollar sexual harassment suit and is the one who assembled the comically overpaid, grossly underachieving team with mismatched parts, I'm pretty sure he has some kind of immunity from firing.
He could walk to the middle of the court, drop trou, take a dump in front of everyone, and not get fired. I think I'd like to see that, actually. I mean see him literally do it. It's already been done figuratively.
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Tony LaRussa pleaded guilty and took full responsibility the other day for the charges of his DUI arrest eight months ago. And the local Florida police department awesomely released the video of his arrest. It starts out hilariously, as he claims that he was asleep at the wheel because he got up early and had only two glasses of wine. Then it gets kind of depressing after he gets put in the squad car and gets further testing at the police station.
True story: Friday, June 15, 2001. The day I graduated from armor school at crappy-ass Fort Knox. I got up extremely early that morning, went for a run, had a little graduation ceremony, then finished packing all of my stuff to drive to California. That night, a friend (commenter "ihopethisgetsmattmoney") and I went out in Louisville. I was driving, so I only had two gin and tonics over the span of two-plus hours, while my friend got loaded. On the way back, with my friend passed out, I started nodding off behind the wheel, and a cop pulled me over on Highway 31W in a stretch of dry county that's dry because a drunk driver killed a family or a busload of kids or something. Not exactly friendly territory. Faced with the possibility of a DUI, I was INSTANTLY wide awake. Then I passed all of the field sobriety tests because I was only sleepy, not drunk.
What I'm saying is, Tony LaRussa is full of shit.
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Well, you know I'm officially out of good stories when I actually write about Smush Parker. The former Kobenary turned Heat member allegedly battered a female parking attendant who wanted $12 he didn't have.
Yomaira McKenzie, 41, said Parker ''lost it'' Tuesday morning when he was asked to pay the $12 valet parking charge he allegedly owed at a condo building… According to a Miami police incident report, Parker, 26, claimed he had paid the fee in advance a night earlier. He said he did not have any available cash to pay Tuesday.
Tension apparently escalated when Parker, denied his keys until he settled the debt, allegedly pushed a valet podium and grabbed McKenzie's arm in an attempt to get his keys, according to the incident report.
In Smush's defense, the Heat pay him in food stamps. And he's really not skilled enough to make a clean swipe of the keys. He kinda has to grab the arm.
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