Aiyyo, Bo knows this.  What?  And Bo knows that.  What?  But Bo don’t know jack, cause Bo can’t rap.  -Tribe Called Quest

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Oh, what A night for LeBron James.  A late December back in ’63 night.  First, he knocks down 40 points in the Cavaliers’ 99-92 win against the Pistons.  Hooray LeBron James!  That’s the third time that he’s scored 40 or more points vs. Detroit in a regular-season game.  Big deal you say? Who cares you say? I say, that ties Shaq Daddy  for the most career 40-point games against the Pistons among active NBA players.  But, if that weren’t enough, he also pitched the 7th inning against Pirates  and was simply awesome.  Simply the best. Better than all the rest. He simply struck out the first two batters and got the third to pop up.  Down goes Walker!  Down goes Raynor!  Down goes Iwamura!  Is there nothing this LeBron James character cannot do?  Huh?  What?  That wat was Baltimore Oriloles’ Luis LeBron.  Oh, that’s very different.  Nevermind. 

Public Spectacle:

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

But me, I got six.  I got six.  That’s all there is.  Six times one is six, one times six.  I got six.  That’s all there is.  -Schoolhouse Rock

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  At this point, everybody knows little Bron Bron is switching numbers.  Everybody knows little Bron Bron is switching numbers to make the big bucks.  He can say he’s making a statement.  He can say this is all about honoring Michael Jordan.  It ain’t.  By changing from employee  number 23 to employee number 6, little Bron Bron is anticiapting a big merchandise explosion in both old and new Lebron James paraphernalia.  Good for him.  Just don’t say you’re making a statement.  Wanna make a statement?  Huh?  Do ya.  Wear number 25.  It doesn’t matter what number you change to.  The dollar amount will be the same.  But, if you wear number 25, you’ll be sticking it squarely in the mug of one Kobe Wan Kinobi.  The Mamba changed to number 24 to be one better than MJ.  What will 25 make you?  Huh?  Huh? 

Public Spectacle:

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

 I wanna be like you.  I wanna talk like you.  Walk like you, too.  You’ll see it’s true.  Someone like me can learn to be like someone like you.  -Jungle Book

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Last night was the clash of the titans.  Optimus Prime v. Megatron.  Superman v. Lex Luther.  Ali v. Frazier.  Down goes Frazier!  Down goes Frazier!  Down goes Frazier!  Down goes LeBron.  Last night, LeBron and his Cavaliers’ 13-game winning streak went down at the hands of Carmelo Anthony’s last second jump shot for the winner winner chicken dinner in overtime.  Hooray Carmelo Anthony!  But LeBron did some things himself.    Read More »

Whenever you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.  -Arthur Conan Doyle

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  That’s right, the bounce is back.  Yeah ma, your dude is back.  Tell the whole world the Truth is back.  Yes sports fans,  your boy is back.  That’s right, eight years after tying for last place in the Three-Point Shootout, Paul Pierce is back.  Back with a vengeance.  Rapid fire Louie like Rambo got bullets, I’m a gonna die harder like my kid Bruce Willis.  Yippee-ki-yay, motherfucker!  I guess carrying his team into the playoff births and beyond just wasn’t enough. I guess Paul Pierce had something else to prove.  Just like the Beastie Boys, he wanted to move it.  ”I came here to win!”  He put his point on the floor and just proved it.  He just proved his dominance at the three point line.  Pierce: “I would say I’m one of the best shooters in NBA history.  If I just sat outside and shot 3s, and just really focused on that, coming off of screens and spot-up 3s, I would probably be known as one of the greatest shooters in NBA history.”  After last night, I don’t doubt it.

Public Spectacle:

Peace out homies.   Six two and Even!

It’s simple, so simple.  Eliminate you like Gotti.  I chill in Bed-Stuy and drive a Maserati.  -3rd Bass

Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go!  Today is the Daytona 500.  Hooray Daytona 500!  Boogity !  Boogity!  The Great American Race.  The Super Bowl of Stock Car Racing.  The thrills, the spills, oh, the humanity!  Michael Waltrip says, “If anyone says racing at Daytona isn’t the best it’s ever been, they don’t know racing.”  C’mon Michael, the cockatoo has more sense than you.  Aren’t you forgetting somebody?  There’s King James.  There’s King Felix.  There’s the King of Rock-n-Roll.  But in Daytona, there is only one King.  Long live the King.  King Richard Petty.  Here comes the King, here comes the Big Number One.  Richard Petty is here, he’s second to none.  Read More »

I’m wonderin’, should I begin to kick your mind or your chin ’cause I’m the King.  -Slick Rick

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  Last night, LeBron James did what LeBron James  does.  He did what he does night in and night out.  Last night, LeBron James wrecked shop.  Yes, like Run DMC, he wrecked shop.  You know he wrecked shop.  You know, you know, you know, he wrecked shop.  You also know he’s still the King.  The King is dead.  Long live the King!  Like another famous king, King Lear, once said, “Come not between the dragon and his wrath.”  Last night, it was the New York Knickerbockers who had the misfortune of coming between the dragon and his wrath.  Last night, it was LeBron James who struck down with great vengeance and furious anger.  We know his name is the King as he lay down his vengeance upon them.           Read More »

Drivin’ by, wavin’ my fist.  Makin’ ‘em mad when I’m goin’ like this.  Top gun, never on the run.  They know not to come ’cause they all get some.  -Public Enemy

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  By now we all should know this is Alexander Ovechkin’s world and everybody else is just skating in it.  He cannot be stopped.  Heck, he cannot even be contained.  Couldn’t be contained last night.  Two big last night.  The second one doing his best Major Zamora imitation then flying to the outside while nut-megging Michal Rozsival.  Yowza!  Ovechkin, who is 24 years, 141 days young,  just reached the 500-point plateau in his 373rd regular-season game.  Ovie!  Ovie!  Ovie Oi!  Oi! Oi  Oy veh!  Ovechkin is now the youngest player to reach that milestone since Jaromir Jagr reached that milestone nine days after his 24th birthday.  And just so you know, Ovie needed fewer games to score 500 points than any player since Eric Lindros.  How about that?        Read More »

I’m wonderin’, should I begin to kick your mind or your chin ’cause I’m the King.  -Slick Rick

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  You may not like his antics of late.  The dancin.’  The prancin’.  Like he’s from Francein’.  I don’t either.  But know this:  LeBron James still wrecks shop.  Yes, like Run DMC, he wrecks shop.  You know he wrecks shop.  You know, you know, you know he wrecks shop.  You also know he’s still the King.  The King is dead.  Long live the King!   He was the King last night all right.  Last night, LeBron James put the Cavaliers on his back once again.  Last night, King James scored 33 big points.  Last night, King James grabbed seven big rebounds.  He also handed out seven big assists in the Cavaliers’ big comeback win over the Blazers.  All hail the King!  You can all hail this too:  It’s the fourth time this season that LeBron has reached those levels in all three categories.  The fourth time!  Big deal you say?  Who cares you say?  I say no other player in the league has done that even once this season.  I say that’s pretty gosh darned good.  Friends, Clevelanders, countrymen, lend me your ears, antics and all, I come to not to bury Caesar but to praise him. I have to celebrate you baby, I have to praise you like I should.

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!

Don’t want to go home.  Don’t want to go hoooome.  This is the best trip I’ve ever been on!

Public Service Announcement:  Ok, here we go!  First thing you must know is, I am not a soccer fan.  I do not play one on TV.  I am, however, a huge fan of this great nation of ours.  Huge-uh!  Billy Fucillo style.  I’ve always contended that if our greatest athletes decided to take up soccer rather than other sports, the USA would dominate.    I’ve always contended if the LeBron James’ of the world, the Reggie Bush’s of the world, heck, even the Todd Helton’s of the world, if guys like those guys there decided to take up soccer, the USA would be peerless.  Peerless Price.  Hey, may as well throw him in there too.          Read More »

I just don’t know, feels like I been down this road before.  So lonely and cold, it’s like something takes over me soon as I go home and close the door.  Kinda feels like Déjà Vu  -Eminem

Public Service Announcement: Ok, here we go!  This one goes out to my good friends down at Cleveland Frowns.  Here’s kind of a cool one.  A too cool for school one.  A one they’ll love from here to Istanbul one.  Stay with me now.  Last night, the Cleveland Indians were up 12-7 over the Milwaukee Brewers.  Still with me?  Good.  Back in 1981 during the NFL playoffs, the Cleveland Browns were up 12-7 over the Oakland Raiders.  Spooky, right?  You remember that Browns team.  You remember Brian Sipe.  MVP Brian Sipe.  The last MVP Cleveland has seen since this year’s Bron Bron.  Well on that night, Raiders running back, Mark van Eeghen, took it to the hizzy in the 4th and gave Oakland a 14-12 lead.  Sweet sassy molassy!  When I think of Cleveland losing 14-12, that’s what I think of.  I think of Brian Sipe going back to pass.  I think of Brian Sipe throwing to Ozzie Newsome.  I think of Raiders safety Mike Davis making the interception and  sealing the victory for an Oakland team that would go on to win the Super Bowl.  Yes folks, when I think of Cleveland losing 14-12, that’s what I think of.

Peace out homies.  Six two and Even!