I've been bombarded by emails asking me about my Sarah Spain incident at the Super Bowl, so I'm grudgingly making one final post about it, and that is this: there's really nothing to say — my story from Friday night is much more interesting. Sarah and I sent a bunch of text messages to each other on Saturday night, and ended up having a brief meeting outside a bar. Then she was whisked away in a limo and I kept drinking. My friend White Dade was less than impressed, but I thought she was perfectly nice and, yes, attractive.

To wrap this whole story up, I spoke with her for a little over half an hour last night. We talked about the crazy weekend, our favorite teams losing consecutive Super Bowls, our respective careers, blah blah blah. It's not great material for With Leather when people are nice and intelligent. When I told her that one of the eagle-eyed KSK boys had found the below video, she was justifiably horrified. (Look for her beginning around the 1:55 mark. White shirt.)

Sarah made it clear that the video was something ridiculous that she and a friend had treated as a joke, so music video appearances do not her career make. She would much rather I talked about her work in La La Land, which I obviously haven't seen, but which she could only say glowing things about the people with whom she worked on the film. At the end of the conversation we wished each other good luck.

So… there you go. The End. Most boring story ever. Hey, you people asked for it.

UPDATE: There's also video of Sarah talking about how she ended up at the Super Bowl. 

Well, not much to say here. Back when the Saints were in the playoffs, one of their hot fans got on TV with profanity on her shirt. And now she's in Maxim. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present Heather Rothstein:

I sit in the same seats, every game, 30-yard line. So the one day I'm wasted and half-undressed, I make it on national television with "Fuck" on my shirt. [laughs] Just insane. Usually I don't get drunk at the games because I need to pay attention to what's going on… before the game I was drinking Red Bull and vodka and pouring Pop Rocks into my mouth, letting it foam out.

But ordinarily she's totally sober. Honest.

I had a really crappy experience in Chicago. People threw eggs, donuts, beer and snowballs at us…  It was the most terrible sports experience I've ever been through.

You know, that's too bad. When I look at her tits and flat stomach, I feel really bad for her. On the other hand, Heather's not worthy to unfasten Sarah Spain's bra strap. Oh God, but if she wanted to try… I'd pay a lot of money to watch that. I smell an Internet-sensation hottie blood feud! But how to settle it? I vote for bikini rodeo pie-fighting. 

(Thanks to Maxim for being cool about me ripping their pictures. Be sure to see the entire, expansive gallery here. Seriously, it's bonerific.)

We all remember Sarah Spain and her attempt to get paid to go to the Super Bowl via eBay, yes? Well, I thought it only fair that I provide an update on what's going on with the Spain Train. For starters, I got an email yesterday from an alleged former classmate of Sarah's. It read, in part,

i went to high school with this girl. she's about 6'1 and lets say the [eBay pics] are some "favorable" pictures.

Hmmm… Your honor, may I present Exhibits A-F. I think the jury will find that tits don't lie. Also, according to the defendant's delightful MySpace page, she's only 5'11". I think this is ample evidence that she is no longer the girl she reportedly was in high school. 

In other news, Sarah appeared on 710 ESPN Radio's D'Marco Farr Show with Kevin Kiley in LA yesterday. Living in New York, I was unable to follow what she said about our budding romance, but she did send me an email telling me that she  is slick with anticipation for our sexual rendezvous:

Thanks man. Any pub is good pub in this case. I think this crap might actually work! I'm so excited!

Okay, so she wasn't exactly explicit, but you can totally read between the lines. Her and me are gonna get. It. ON. 

P.S. The title of the featured image is "Application Photo for the Spearmint Rhino." Dear God please don't be kidding.

UPDATE! Sarah's giving eBay another shot, and she's serious about F'ing with your eBay credit if you place a fake bid.

The Internet can be a pretty small place sometimes. Just a few days ago, Kissing Suzy Kolber wrote a post that featured Bears fan Sarah Spain, who had written an updated version of the Super Bowl Shuffle (ten verses strong).

And now, as sexily-named tipster Matthew points out, Sarah has turned to eBay to try to get to the Super Bowl:

I am a fun, funny, smart girl looking for a date to the Super Bowl. I'm a HUGE Chicago Bears fan who grew up in Lake Forest, right where the Bears practice! I've already got my flights to Miami, I just need a ticket to the game!!!!! You won't find a more fun date for the game anywhere!! I LOVE football, LOVE the Bears, can drink with the best of them, and let's be honest, I'm darn cute. So come on, bring someone to the game who will REALLY appreciate it! 

The current bid is $710 [UPDATE: $1625 and counting. Wow]. That's right: Somebody has spent the thousands of dollars to get not one but TWO tickets to the Super Bowl, and that lucky fella is going to PAY SARAH hundreds thousands of dollars to go with him. The capitalism going on here is mind-boggling. Oh, one clarification that Sarah made after posting her "item":

I am NOT an escort. This is a good ol' fashioned date. I will however buck tradition and, as the lady, spring for the beer and food.

Well, with an extra $700, that shouldn't be too hard. And of course she's not an escort. Not for $700. Look at her. She's worth two grand a night or more. And Sarah, I mean that in the nicest way. (Call me!)

UPDATE: Well, this has been fun. In the span of about an hour or two it's gone from $700 to $5.5 million. Somehow I think these may not be genuine bids.