Power Rankings are stupid and pointless. But when we do them, they kick ass. SITE NEWS: WEEKEND PICKS and more will appear here tomorrow. See you then.

1. One of the fun things about the Tour de France is the presence of the podium girls who greet the leader of the race at the end of each stage. I presume it’s the overall leader, anyway. I’m so enamored with Julie Blanc that I don’t even pay attention to the dude wearing the yellow jersey. I have no idea if Julie rides a bicycle of her own,

2. The power of information. Was it a triumph for the everyfan that Nike decided to return the confiscated LeBron James videos to their rightful owners? Was it a failure of ESPN to sit on news of the civil suit regarding Ben Roethlisberger? I’m not sure, but both of these events prove that even enormous corporations can’t control the flow of information, and only end up looking like distrustful idiots when they attempt to do so. “Distrustful” is a real word, too. I looked it up.

3. Ricky Williams. Holistic physican, heal thyself.

4. Tom Lawlor. Greatest. Entrance. Ever.

5. Early Barry Bonds. He doesn’t have nearly the big head here that he did with the Giants. No really, he’s a much more humble guy. Oh, and his caps are probably smaller, too.

6. US Army Sgt. First Class Jared C. Monti. I’m embarrassed that sometimes I forget that our country’s at war.

7. Backflips during your own wedding. It’s a fun picture, but I don’t know if it qualifies as parkour…

8. Me. First on The League, then on On The DL. And then a two-part sex mailbag on KSK. It was a good week for Punte.

9. Bacon. But why all the salt?

10. Rick Sutcliffe. What a dickhead.