Rebecca Grant’s Wikipedia disambiguation refers to her as “Sports Reporter, Maxim / FHM Model”. TMZ, being the Worldwide Leader In Kim Kardashian Excuses and Justin Bieber Baby Mama Drama, turns a five second interview with her about what she’s doing for Thanksgiving into a minute-and-a-half piece that simultaneously starts some sh*t with Erin Andrews and tries to get them to have sex with each other. It’s the kind of thing they’d give an award to, if the Emmys wasn’t an institution built on payola and gave awards to catty pricks in indoor wool beanies.

If we’re picking sides, though, I’m going with Erin. Sure, Rebecca is pretty hot, but she’s hot in a way that makes you think you could win her by throwing balls at milk jugs at a carnival. She looks like she should be Megan Fox’s stage mom. Also, Erin Andrews is a sideline reporter who just happens to be pretty. Rebecca’s resume says “former co-host of ‘NFL Under the Helmet’”, but right under it it says “Juggy – ‘Man Show’”. You can watch the FIRE STARTING video after the jump, but be warned, it might make you hate women and men.

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Last night’s 45th Annual Country Music Association Awards featured a lot of the usual suspects — Taylor Swift crying about winning an award she expected to win, a touching tribute to Texas Ranger La Boeuf and Darius Rucker turning “and the Blowfish” into a full-blown country music career — but the best parts were when sports guys showed up, because I haven’t gone lifestyle yet and can’t write about The Zac Brown Band on my sports blog.

Erin Andrews usually shows up at these things and is worth a slideshow by herself, but thankfully 2011′s sports content was bolstered by an appearance by Hank Williams Jr., hot off his summer of evoking Godwin’s Law, apologizing-for-things-but-not-really and rerecording songs to make them be about how much he hates ESPN. He appeared and made a few jokes about himself that never turned him into the bad guy, and the Reba-filled audience responded like you’d imagine.

Oh, and David Freese was there, but nobody knew who he was. I thought he was Prince Fielder for like, five minutes.

Anyway, please click through to enjoy Erin Andrews, Hank Jr.’s parody of a parody of a parody and additional Erin Andrews.

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Veteran spelling bee reporter Erin Andrews tells TMZ, stringing letters together is no easy business — in fact, it’s so nerve-wracking, some young contestants break a sweat … and even lose consciousness.

But is it an actual sport?

No, but this video is fun to watch, because it’s basically the same type of rationalization and shoulder-shrugging Burnsy and I do on a daily basis at With Leather. “Is dog surfing a sport?” “Well, dogs are cute and surfing is a sport, so why not”. Or even better, “Kate Upton is milking a cow in her underwear, but uh, she was in Sports Illustrated, right? So that’s sports.” I hope she never gets a TV show or appears in a movie, I don’t want to lose her to the Uproxx lifestyle brands.

Also, this video is fun to watch because Erin Andrews is pretty, likeable and looks good in glasses.

[via TMZ]

You may have seen this gallery already. The two best reasons why I can come up with are:

1. You have a google alert set for “Self Magazine”, which would be hilarious, or
2. You frequent one of those sites where a guy is already MS Painting ERIN ANDREWS NASTY BOOBY STRETCH CLICK HERE across the pictures before they’re even uploaded.

Regardless, With Leather likes to consider itself the industry standard in comedy sports blogs who appreciate CrossFit. We also consider ourselves people who enjoy a good Beautiful Woman Exercising and wanted to share these with you. Granted, we also wanted to come up with funny captions for each picture, but the only Erin Andrews jokes are easy (they took these pictures through a peephole, ESPN is going to give Erin her own subsection about CrossFit with articles by Chuck Klosterman, etc.) or perverted (they took these pictures through a peephole, everything she does looks like a sexual position, etc.).

If you want more, the pictures were published a couple of days ago on Self.com, and Self.com is like the fifth thing you get when you type “Erin Andrews Crossfit”, because a lot of websites have “bro” in their name.

Please click through and enjoy a lady in much better shape than the rest of us. Don’t worry, slideshows are good exercise.

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Chances are if you watched the ESPYs last night you’re either way too desperate for sports, a 13-year old girl obsessed with Justin Bieber, a young male perv obsessed with Brooklyn Decker, or you lost your remote. While I qualify for that third option with flying colors, I chose not to watch ESPN’s annual celebration of the day after the MLB All-Star Game because it’s a silly, meaningless display of ass-kissing. I mean, how the hell can you claim that Jimmer Fredette was better than Kemba Walker or that the Dallas Mavericks were a better team than the San Francisco Giants or the Green Bay Packers? It’s speculative and lazy, and anyone who takes it seriously (SPOILER ALERT: The athletes don’t) needs to put down the second helping of Totino’s Pizza Rolls and step outside for some fresh air.

But damn ESPN and their wicked manipulation, because they know better than to just give us straight-forward sports. The World Wide Leader used Decker, Emmanuelle Chiqrui, Amber Heard, Rachel Nichols, and, for the ladies, Ryan Reynolds to make us think that this is actually a worthwhile event, and not just an ad revenue source for the year’s worst day of sports. It’s diabolical, sure. But we’re stuck with it, so we can either keep fighting or we can give in and agree to stare at Decker and the rest of the attractive women (and men, for the two girls that read this site).

After the jump, the best of the Red Carpet, ESPYs, and the post-show thing where people stand around and smile.

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Chances are about 70% of our updates for the next week and a half are going to involve Kate Upton in a baseball cap, so here’s another one, but at least this one has a moral. Watch with differing levels of delight as Chris Pratt from Parks and Recreation fails to properly operate a camera while interviewing celebrity softballers Upton and Erin Andrews about their roles in the week’s festivities (note: based on this and other videos, their role was to laugh affably while people pressured them to get naked). Andrews and Upton show off the respective Red Sox and Yankees patches on their jerseys because those are the only two teams that exist, prompting Kate to ask Pratt what’s on his.

Now, if Kate Upton asked me what was on anything of mine I would faint like a fat Victorian lady, but I’m not Andy Dwyer (or Scott Hatteberg). Pratt tries to play it off with a joke, but the women are wondering what the hell he’s doing sporting nautical iconography on his jersey, so he explains it with the kind of honest sports answer that makes jerks like me a fan of his for life.

I’m a Mariners fan from Seattle, so that’s why I came here. My wife and I are both from Seattle, and we love the Mariners.

Awesome. I like to think Kate Upton had a Cosmo Canyon planetarium moment and is going to spend the next two weeks googling “Mariners” and laughing at the moose.

Of course, Wikipedia tells me Pratt was born in Minnesota (and his wife, actress Anna Faris, is from Baltimore), but I won’t hold that against them. Where you’re from is where you feel like you’re from, and even though I only spent four years living in Ohio I refer to myself as being “from Cleveland”. Besides, I would feel terrible if I found out one of my favorite TV characters liked the Twins.