On Saturday, No.
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On Saturday, No.
If I had to rank professional sports fans in terms of craziness, I wouldn’t even think twice: 1) NBA fans 2) Everyone else While NFL fans are certainly insane in their own rights and passionate about their teams, NBA fans have multiple layers of crazy that can be peeled back to reveal a molten core of manic lunacy that is the universe’s greatest natural source of irrational behavior.
We’ve entered Day 46 of the NHL lockout and there still seems to be no end in sight.
Okay, Oklahoma City Thunder fans, step back from the lighter fluid.
In a moment so full of passion for the NBA that I can only assume it was stolen from a David Stern wet dream, Tracy McGrady recently landed in China, where he will play for the Qingdao Eagles of the Chinese Basketball Association, as he is the next in the distinguished line of former NBA players to finish his career in the Far East.
Last night, while trying to sort through political arguments among people I follow on Twitter so I could focus on what the social media site was actually intended for – porn stars lobbying for people to vote for their Fleshlight – I noticed a Tweet from Yahoo!’s Jay Busbee about a woman who informed him about the new ink of Dale Earnhardt that she just got, as you can see in the banner image.
The Washington Redskins are currently 1-0 after a huge 40-32 Week 1 victory over the New Orleans Saints, and naturally the buzz of that win revolved around how great rookie quarterback Robert Griffin III played.
In the least surprising news of the month and possibly year, suspended New Orleans Saints linebacker Jonathan Vilma is still super pissed off at NFL commissioner Roger Goodell for making him the poster boy of what was lazily dubbed “Bountygate”.
Here's the explanation for why a guy would get "I SLEPT WITH SHAQ" tattooed across his face, in case you don't know about "gonzo journalism".
The depressed "come on, man" really makes it.
Mike McWain of Pasco, Washington, has what the Tri-City Herald refers to as "a field of dreams tattooed across his back, shoulders and arms", and whether or not you think it's a little light on the Moonlight Graham and a little heavy on the "God literally holding dead baseball players", you'll be happy to know he spent 11 years and $10,000 on the project.
Back in January, Boston Bruins goalie Tim Thomas stirred the political pot a great deal when he refused to attend his team’s visit to the White House to meet President Barack Obama for their Stanley Cup Championship.
For the past two years, the NFL has apparently been sending undercover rival fans into stadiums to goad home fans into starting fights so Roger Goodell and his army of peacekeepers could weed out the sh*tty fans.
When I got back from Las Vegas early this morning, I had quite a few emails from readers tipping me off about the greatest sign in the history of sports fanfare at a recent Boston Bruins game.
With the NCAA Men’s Final Four field determined, there’s not much of a point in recapping the weekend’s action, because with the exception of Saturday’s early game – Louisville 72, Florida 68 – there wasn’t a great deal of suspense to break down and analyze with fart jokes and pictures of kittens dressed like Harry Potter.
You may not know Jackson Blankenship by name, but you’ve definitely seen him by now.