Because I can’t reblog entire half hours of Norm MacDonald talking about sports, here’s the “Boom Goes the Dynamite” guy’s web redemption on last night’s episode of “Tosh.0.” When you type it like that it reads like “tosh point oh point.” Anyway, Gus Johnson makes a funny cameo and Tosh(‘s writers) get to rant at length about ESPN personalities. The best part of the entire video is the explanation of where “boom goes the dynamite” comes from, a very human, identifiable story about how happy it makes you when you destroy somebody with a green shell in Mario Kart.

This is the second sports-related Tosh this season, alongside last week’s Manny Pacquiao appearance, so maybe he’ll keep doing these and I’ll have a reason other than LOLing at racism and misogyny to watch. Steve Bartman could use a web redemption, at least.

Look, I know all about “technical difficulties,” and so I can sympathize with a kid that’s stuck in front of a camera while the control room tries to get its business sorted out. But that doesn’t mean it’s not hilarious. Here’s a student doing his best to give a sports report for Eastern Illinois sports, Romo’s alma mater, while trying to have one of those phone interviews that always seem to be awkward anyway. It’s six minutes of enjoyable confusion, which is nice, because usually to get that I have to take my clothes off. Read the rest of this entry »

Some soccer player in England took a rocket to the back after his team lost a cup final match in Belfast last night. Well, at least he made it look like he took a rocket to the back, and I apologize if “rocket to the back” is some euphemism for anal sex with which I’m unfamiliar. Hey, you gotta start poppin’ the poopers at home before any grand delusions of going international, am I right? Eh? Ah, bite me.

Conor Hagan fell to the ground after being struck in the back by the rocket before it exploded.
His team Linfield had just suffered a 2-1 defeat by sectarian rivals Cliftonville in the County Antrim Shield final at Windsor Park in Belfast.

‘I was lying on the ground disgusted with the result and didn’t see the firework coming,’ he told the Belfast Telegraph.

‘It hit me on the back when it went off and it was more the bang that scared me and I was in shock for few seconds.

Hagan walked away from the incident without injury, because even the explosives in Europe are candy-assed. Seriously, when I went to France in the summer, I stepped on like 15 land mines and only had athlete’s foot for like a day. Then I invaded Paris, and by “invaded,” I mean “took a big dump in…” World travel is overrated.

[Daily Mail (It's Jolly Good!)]