The good life is inspired by love and guided by knowledge. -Bertrand Russell
- I guess it’s time for me to weigh in on Ted Stroehmann’s boy. I guess it’s time for me to weigh in on Fav…ruh. Favre’s agent says, “We’re going to let Green Bay decide what they want to do. It’s their move.” Yes it is. Like it or not, Brett Favre is property of the Green Bay Packers. He is their’s to do with what they see fit. If they feel Aaron Rodgers puts them in a better position for now and the future, that’s their decision. And if they do feel that way, why would they let Favre go for nothing? It makes no sense. I have no strong feelings about Brett Favre either way, but when he says, “I think it’s going to be a circus in itself already, whether I go there, whatever,” I have to chuckle. It’s a circus Brett, because you made it so. You screwed with the team. Yes you did. Yes you did, Brett. You tried to fuck him. And Marcellus Wallace don’t like to be fucked by anybody, except Mrs. Wallace. Every time you partake in your winter tradition of crying in front the cameras, saying how tired you are, saying how it’s just time, you create this circus. If you’re gonna play, you’re gonna have to play by the rules.
- Good news Sox fans. Since 1995, slightly more than two-thirds of teams with a division lead at the All-Star break went on to win their division. Better news Angels fans. Over that same time, thirty of thirty-three teams with a division lead of at least five games went on to win the division.
- The Tour de Farce France. Another cyclist caught doping. Shocker. For the third year in a row, the race has been tainted by this nonsense. It’s not even news anymore. It’s the norm. Like my main Gary Gnu always says, “No gnews in good gnews.”
- The noose tightens. Convicted steroid distributor Kirk Radomski told ESPN that while he was moving a broken television off a dresser in the bedroom of his Long Island home last Sunday night, he found a shipping receipt for human growth hormone that he claims to have sent to Roger Clemens’ Houston home in 2002 or 2003. Peace out Rocket. Six two and Even!
- So the NFL has hired experts to study game footage to determine whether players are displaying street-gang hand signals as part of their on-field celebrations. They should check out this handy dandy website. Who knows, it could prove helpful.
- This is going to be interesting. With the Knicks signing of Anthony Roberson all signs, not gang signs, point to the end of days for one Stephon Marbury. If he were cut, where would he go? Who would take a flyer on this cat? Would you want him on your team? No matter how cheaply? I wouldn’t. From 1998-2008 he had seven seasons where he averaged over twenty points and 7.5 assists per game. One of the most skilled point guards in the NBA. It doesn’t matter. It just doesn’t matter. He wreaks havoc wherever he goes. A head case. A tattooed head case at that. I feel sorry for that team that thinks they can make a new man out of him. It ain’t gonna happen.
- San Francisco Giants draft pick wins the Golden Spikes Award. The award given annually to the best amateur baseball player. The award can be presented to any amateur player, but it has always been given to a college ball player. I’m gonna ask you a simple question and I want you to listen to me: who’s the big winner here tonight at the casino? Huh? Buster, that’s who. Buster’s the big winner. Buster wins. Florida State catcher Buster Posey won the USA Baseball’s Golden Spikes Award. The only other catcher to win the Golden Spikes Award in its 31-year history was Jason Varitek, who received it in 1994 while he was at Georgia Tech. Other notable winners of the Golden Spikes Award were Giants right-hander Tim Lincecum; Phillies outfielder Pat Burrell and All-Star game MVP J.D. Drew of the Boston Red Sox. Hooray Red Sox!
- Marcus Camby for nothing? Really? I don’t get that one. I didn’t get the Pau one either. But for nothing?
- Chien Ming Wang out for the season. Godzilla too. Ha ha ha. Yankees still suck.
Peace out homies. Six two and Even!
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