Lacrosse players everywhere are slightly less despicable than usual today after thirteen high schoolers in Michigan were suspended for a cheeky prom invitation. (Note: I hate myself for that pun.)
The varsity lacrosse players displayed the question, "Will You Go To The Prom With Me? Yes or No?" on their bottoms, which they bared during a junior varsity game last Thursday… [Carolyn] Campbell accepted the invitation by patting the back of the player who displayed the word "Yes."
Officials suspended the 13 players for an undetermined number of games and ordered them to perform 20 hours of community service. They also were suspended from school for one day.
"Inappropriate is inappropriate," school athletic director Dottie Davis told The Ann Arbor News. "It disrespects women, and that's the clear message we need to have the students understand — what may be fun to them isn't necessarily fun to everyone else."
Oh fer chrissakes, Dottie. You know, just because no one ever liked YOU enough to line up thirteen bare asses to ask you to prom doesn't mean other people should suffer. Clean the cobwebs out of your dusty gash and lighten the fuck up.
(thanks to outofsync)
There are a lot of blogger boners over the story of Senator Barack Obama playing basketball with the UNC Tar Heels. Seriously, all the political bloggers and sports bloggers are getting excited for it. The only other time you see so many tech-savvy gay losers acting in unison is at ComicCon. I can practically hear them tapping on their iPhones.
Anyway, I prefer this little highlight mash-up from on 205th. Although I'm still not sold on Obama. I don't trust Irishmen.
Last night the Hornets and Spurs both closed out their first-round playoff series with Game 5 wins against the Mavericks and Suns, respectively.
Now, I've long hated the Spurs while adoring D'Antoni's Suns teams, but these were no longer the Suns from :07 Seconds or Less. Every year since the breakout season after Steve Nash arrived and dished to shooters like Quentin Richardson and Joe Johnson, the Suns have taken exciting components and replaced them with older, slower components — and swapping Shawn Marion for Shaquille O'Neal sealed the coffin of the exciting, up-tempo Suns.
But the king is dead and all that: the Hornets are now what the Suns used to be. Not exactly, of course, but close enough for a casual fan like me: a fast-moving unselfish team featuring an exciting point guard, high-flying/athletic big men, and a couple shooters to make teams pay for double teams and slow rotations. Chris Paul notched a triple-double in closing the door on the Mavs last night; he's basically Steve Nash, if Steve Nash rebounded, played defense, closed out games, and was stronger and faster and better in every way. I can't wait for CP3 to make Tony Parker look like the twee Frenchpuss he is when their second-round series starts Saturday.
In conclusion, Tony Parker's wife is a self-absorbed bitch. Go Hornets.
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Nathan Smith, the captain of the Wilkes-Barre/Scranton Penguins — Pittsburgh's top minor-league affiliate — was arrested after a police officer caught him running naked through the street on Sunday. Teammate Ryan Stone, presumed clothed, was booked for public drunkenness.
Officials said Smith, a center for the AHL team, was charged with misdemeanor counts of indecent exposure, open lewdness and disorderly conduct, as well as public drunkenness. He was released on $10,000 bail.
Sheesh, Baby Penguins running through the street drunk and naked. Although I can't say I'm surprised. A gang of fluffy ducklings befriended a playful kitten last week, then they robbed a man in Detroit and left him for dead. Police say that they are armed and extremely adorable.
Swimming great and occasional underage drunk driver Michael Phelps lent his fishy skills to an Annie Leibovitz photo shoot that recreated a scene from The Little Mermaid. (Julianne Moore plays Ariel.) It's part of a series that puts "celebrities inside their Disney fantasies." Because celebrities have it real shitty and deserve the occasional taste of fantasy.
"Yes, Julianne has a big mermaid tail; it's interesting," Leibovitz recalled from the shoot. "Michael, too. His movements were so graceful and beautiful you just felt like you were watching a real merman… I didn't know if it was going to work, what to expect. I have to tell you, he was beautiful. Michael put on that tail and … he just became like a modern dancer. He just took to it and enjoyed himself and swam through this tank. I was blown away."
Aw, man. What a lucky guy. You know, I've always wanted to be where the people are. I wanna see, wanna see them dancing. Walking around on those — what do you call them? Oh! Feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!
Whoa, sorry. Don't know how I knew that. Probably because I've been baby-sitting a lot. Yeeeeahhhh… "baby-sitting." Wandering free… wish I could be… part of your worrrrrrrrrrrld.
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