god, stop being such a soccer nazi

AEK Athens midfielder Giorgos Katidis scored a goal and gave a Nazi salute, because soccer people are crazy. He got banned for life, then immediately apologized on Twitter to save ass, saying, “I am not a fascist and would not have done it if I had known what it meant.” Sure, buddy, everybody thinks that’s a reference to Dr. Strangelove. (via USA Today)

- Follow us on Twitter @withleather
- Follow me personally @MrBrandonStroud and Burnsy @MayorBurnsy
- Like us on Facebook.

Links

R.I.P. Lil Wayne (Or Not): Explaining What Happened To Weezy Via GIFs |UPROXX|

‘Game Of Thrones’ Meets ‘The Princess Bride’ Mashup Is No Longer Inconceivable |Warming Glow|

Terry Richardson Did His Nerdy Glasses Thing With Selena Gomez |Film Drunk|

Heidi Klum’s Carl’s Jr. Commercial May Top Kate Upton… Just Kidding |With Leather|

An Open Letter To Batman Regarding Robin |Gamma Squad|

Justin Timberlake and Jimmy Fallon Gives Us Another “History of Rap” Lesson |Smoking Section|

KSK Not Mock Draft: Hangover Cures |Kissing Suzy Kolber|

Read the rest of this entry »

Here’s a shot-for-shot reenactment of the Red Bull Space Jump (including a clearly labeled “Earth”), if you pretend like the roof of somebody’s house is “outer space,” and that Felix Baumgartner missed our planet completely and broke his ass on the moon. (via Bob’s Blitz)

- Follow us on Twitter @withleather
- Follow me personally @MrBrandonStroud and Burnsy @MayorBurnsy
- Like us on Facebook.

Links

The Absolute Very Worst Movies Of 2012 |Film Drunk|

Grumpy Cats, Lawyer Dogs, And More: The 20 Best Memes Of 2012 |UPROXX|

The 10 Most Important Dogs To Appear On TV In 2012 |Warming Glow|

Dunk Battle: Which Slam Dunk Is The Most Slam Dunkingest (Or Whatever) |With Leather|

Funny, Sexy, And Awesome Cosplay Of The Week |Gamma Squad|

Gather Around And Listen To The Rock And Slick Rick’s 2001 Rap Duet About Pie |Smoking Section|

Not So Fast, Gronk: A Definitive Gallery Of The NFL’s Biggest Meathead Brian Bosworth |Kissing Suzy Kolber|

Read the rest of this entry »

Okay, so your first instinct here is to go “OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS STUPID HOT GIRL LET ME TELL EVERYONE I KNOW ON THE INTERNET ABOUT HER SO WE CAN SHARE A FELLOWSHIP-LOL” and crosspost it on Facebook and Twitter (and your semi-reputable sports blog). It’s a Florida State Kappa Delta sorority girl asking Jeremy Lin to be her date, but she doesn’t know his first name, doesn’t know what sport he plays, doesn’t know what team he plays for and assumes he’s a black guy.

And yeah, in a perfect world this is one of those “Gimme a thumbs up ‘er somethin’ Hot Rod Lincoln!”-esque stories where we’re privy to impossible human innocence and the fairy tale ends with Lin showing up and taking her to her thing and a few Good Morning America appearances where she covers her mouth and can’t believe how dumb/lucky she is. By proxy, her boobs are enjoyed by all.

There are, unfortunately, a few problems.

Read the rest of this entry »

Usually when a school in the deep south wants to insult a rival, they print out a bunch of stickers of Calvin from Calvin & Hobbes pissing on their logo or something and plaster them on the windows of their trucks, and an entire school of rednecks end up with a child urinating on their car forever and we move on with our lives. Unfortunately for the University of Alabama, some enterprising soul has decided to take the “lol look you got peed on” joshing to a weird, hate crimey place.

The report, from the unfortunately named UnicornBooty.com:

In preparation of their upcoming game against LSU on January 9, the University of Alabama is selling t-shirts promoting a hate crime. The plan is for thousands of Alabama Crimson Tide fans to flood Bourbon Street, home to some of the oldest gay watering holes in the country, dressed in t-shirts that read:

HEY HOMEAUXS – WE JUST BEAT THE HELL OUT OF YOU.

As if using violent assaults against LGBT victims as a pun to sell college football merchandise wasn’t bad enough, the printer’s French is also atrocious. Aux is already plural, and in no need of an S.

Thank goodness LSU’s mascot isn’t the “black” something, I guess.

The comments section of the mythical creature’s ass contains a conversation with someone claiming to be the creator of the shirt, rationalizing that he didn’t realize gay people would be offended by “hey faggot I’m going to murder you” and noting that the shirts are a response to some fans from a few years ago wearing “Alabama Fans Are Homeauxs” shirts to games. He’s very sorry. And while it’s pretty easy to believe a guy from Alabama could be super stupid instead of homophobic, it’s interesting to consider why a Louisiana team would think calling a Tuscaloosa team with a vaginal bleeding euphemism for a mascot “homos” with a Frenglish spelling is beyond me. I’m gonna stick with “he’s an inbred goon and thought this was hilarious”.

Hey there, With Leather reader, were you one of the lucky, forthright individuals who thought a hologram-embedded band could be scientifically proven to enhance balance, flexibility and strength because Shaq and Drew Brees and some tennis players said so? Did your brain trick you into thinking someone would sell super-human strength for only $29.99? Do you play those Nigel West Dickens missions in Red Dead Redemption and think, “hey, this guy’s onto something”? Then you’ll love this quote from TMZ, which you probably already read:

Power Balance — the company that allegedly duped athletes into believing its bracelets could provide super-human strength — is about to take a $57 million dollar hit in a lawsuit filed by people who called BS on the product … TMZ has learned.

Now, sources with direct knowledge of the situation tell TMZ … the company has reached a settlement worth $57.4 million, intended to compensate all those who were misled into buying the product.

And it gets worse for PB — we’re told the company will be declaring bankruptcy and plans to fold up shop altogether.

You can order a Power Balance Bracelet today via Amazon for $2.60, a 91% discount. And hey, just because there’s no scientific evidence to back it up and the phrase “holograms which are embedded with frequencies” is meaningless doesn’t mean those 33 five-star reviews are invalid. Right? Uh, right? Sh*t, now what am I gonna tell my friend at the mall kiosk?

Everything’s a placebo, though, isn’t it? Eventually we’re going to find out we don’t even need food, we’ve just convinced ourselves that we’ll starve to death if we don’t have it. If I can’t trust a Shaq-endorsed mega bracelet, what can I trust?

Hanley Ramirez thought he needed a change of mirror scenery. He not only got that but a newfound ability to scare the bejesus out of little children as well, as his attempts at changing his locks into platinum failed miserably, morphing him into somebody Ronald McDonald might call a friend.

Hanley Ramirez should keep his day job as Marlins shortstop. He tried dying his hair blond this morning at the team hotel, but it came out… how shall we say… red? Rust? Brown? Hanley’s new look comes with a new spot in the batting order — third, which isn’t actually a new spot. He hit there last year and most of this year before being moved to the lead-off spot.

“That was the turning point — I saw his hair color and it looked like a three hitter,” manager Edwin Rodriguez joked. -Palm Beach Post

Though his new hairdo makes it look like he’s an escapee from a psychiatric ward who thinks he’s found the perfect disguise, he should maybe keep it as his first game with follicles that belong on a safety cone brought him a day of 4/5 hitting. Alas, it has most probably wreaked havoc on the chances of him winning any potential games of hide-and-seek he was planning on playing this weekend.

VIDEO AFTER THE JUMP
Read the rest of this entry »