LaToya is the one on the right... I think.

LaToya Jackson needs more money again is making the rounds to promote her new autobiography, “Starting Over”, which chronicles her abusive marriage to Jack Gordon, who passed away in 2005. Jackson appeared on the lazily-named CBS show, The Talk, earlier this week to disclose some of the terrible stories that she tells in her book, and we would have talked about this a few days ago if anyone on Earth watched The Talk.

Jackson makes the standard, non-shocking claims about being attacked by her husband multiple times, but she also wanders along the path of *cough*bullsh-t*cough* by accusing her dead ex-husband of forcing her to pose for Playboy. Twice. She also says that he forced her to claim she did it on her own because she was afraid of the consequences. But the real juicy nugget of interest is this claim:

Jackson, 55, said her ex-husband, Jack Gordon, once offered former boxing champ Mike Tyson the chance to sleep with her — for a hefty price.

Gordon, who passed away in 2005, allegedly told Tyson that sleeping with Jackson would cost him $100,000.

Jackson, the older sister of late pop icon Michael Jackson, also claimed her manager ex forced her to take part in group sex against her will.

“I was in brothels and everything,” she said. (Via NY Daily News)

Jackson and Gordon married in 1989 and of course she now also claims that he forced her into marriage and to cut off her family. It makes sense, because if Gordon was so desperate to cash in on Jackson’s fame, he’d tell her to quit talking to that loser brother of hers and focus on the big picture – Step 1: Ditch family; Step 2: ???; Step 3: PROFIT!

There are few things in the world I love more than college football and the accompanying hottie cheerleaders. Unfortunately for me, I made the unfortunate decision of going to school in the Big East, where the only thing that looks worse than the cheerleaders is Greg Paulus under throwing receivers while wearing uncomfortably tight football pants.

I say this only because college football makes me miss my home in the South, where the football and cheerleaders are almost equally entertaining, but for completely different reasons. Case in point, the above pictured Taylor Corley. Taylor, a freshman at Mississippi State, is a now former member of the school’s cheerleading team, who posed for Playboy this past November. Now, it appears that Corley is setting her college education aside to pursue a career in reality television.

Corley on her future with Playboy:

I’ve been in contact with Playboy, I actually was on the Playboy Morning Show on Playboy Radio this (Wednesday) morning! I’m also in the running for Model of the Year 2011!

Corley, who is from Atlanta, on the reality show pilot for which she’s been cast:

I am about to start a new reality TV series called Girl Swagg, it’s a pilot for MTV/VH1 and I’m very excited to move forward with that. This has been planned for a few months now though. I do not have any representation yet, as of right now my mom is just helping me with everything! –Sports by Brooks

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“Who’s better? Kobe or Lebron?” Well, let’s see…I think we’ve established that Kobe is the better penetrator, but LeBron seems to have less talent around him. No, I don’t mean his teammates. I mean some of the lovely ladies at this Playboy Mansion party. Seriously, if you owned the Playboy Mansion, you’d have to install a BatCave, right? And then floor underneath the stripper pole in the living room would give way and I’d slide down to the Batmobile for a night of fighting crime. Or rival pimps. Whatever. via.

Hugh Hefner matriculated through the University of Illinois, and he's very excited about the Fighting Illini's appearance in this season's Rose Bowl:

"Illinois has already knocked off the No. 1 team in the country, Ohio State," the founder, editor and emperor of Playboy kindly reminds me. "They're miracle workers . . . I was an undergrad in 1946,'' recalls Hefner, now a spry 81, " which was at the very beginning of when the two conferences forged an arrangement to play against each other in the big game every year. "We came out to play UCLA in that 1947 game, and nobody expected us to win. Nobody."

That's right, a guy that went to college in the 1940s pulls scores of hotter tail than you. Anyway, when Illinois was in Pasadena in for the 1984 Tournament of Roses, they visited the famed Playboy mansion, but not this time:

"No, no Playboy Mansion necessary for us," senior offensive lineman Martin O'Donnell explains to me. "We have our hands full as it is." Ron Zook's team did go to the Improv comedy club, did the Disneyland bit and fed its face at the traditional feast Lawry's sponsors known as the Beef Bowl.

Not necessary? What could have been filling their hands? Oh, wait . . . I get it. Different strokes and all that, and right now I believe conducting a thorough interweb search of my favorite Playmates is absolutely necessary. -KD 

I tell you, this With Leather soccer day just won’t quit.

Pictured here is Ana Paula Oliveira, a Brazilian lineswoman who finally decided to trade in that stuffy referee kit for a much more comfortable green chair and air ensemble during a recent Playboy photshoot. And it's solid choice. Green really brings out her ass.

As you may or may not know, Oliveira rose to prominence back in Brazil in May when she wrongly disallowed a goal during a Copa Brasil match and was given a three-game suspension by the footballing authorities. To which I say, who fucking cares? Sexy people shood be allowed to make mistakes!

Anyway, if you’d like to spend some quality time with Ana this evening, then I suggest you click on this completely NSFW link, and well, intoduce yourself.

Good luck staying on-side, guys! (No. I have no idea what that means either.) -Justin Everest

(And with that, I'm spent. Sorry if the posts took a little longer than normal to get up here today. I'm still sort of learning the ropes. Very, very slowly. OK, I need a drink. See you tomorrow.)

I'm going to need you all to sit down for this one. You're already sitting down? I guess that makes sense if you're at a computer. Okay: according to the Philadelphia Daily News, rejected Eagle/no-talent loudmouth Freddie Mitchell — as mold spores are wont to do — has re-surfaced:

The ex-Iggle's been hanging out with Urkel at the Playboy mansion. FredEx, most recently with the Kansas City Chiefs, is photographed with actor Jaleel White, who looks big enough to play football, in the current Playboy… Mitchell and White are pals from UCLA.

I remember when I would have sawed off my left arm to get into a party at the Playboy Mansion, but now I'm not so sure. If Freddie Mitchell and a muscled-up Urkel are going to be cock-blocking me, that's a whole sphere of coolness I'm not prepared to compete with. Who could I get to roll with me so that I had half their street cred?

I'm thinking Brian Bosworth and Boner from "Growing Pains." They sure as shit aren't doing anything.