Because, well, everybody needs one. All of song blogging is anthem writing, in a sense. Anthems for events and times and people. Taking topics uncommon, maybe even corny, to song writing and trying to find the kernel of real passion and humanity. Where is the glory and the grit in the story and sh!t? From […]
Tag: ESPN
Kelly Slater is Not a Sport
Kelly Slater, the livingly legendary surfer, apparently just did this: Some are reporting it as a 540 (as in degrees). Others as a 720. I don’t really care. However characterized, it’s wildly unimpressive. But, it does give me an opportunity to repost one of my longstanding personal theories on a deep cosmic question, to the […]
Football Fantasy
The hardest fantasy football song ever written. This is for all the “girls” in my fantasy football league that I’m going to embarrass again this year at not-real football. [My apologies to real girls everywhere for using your gender so pejoratively. While I don’t think you’re less capable at fantasy football than men, all the […]
Man of the Cloth
Like a miniature Podcast Hadron Collider, my recently upgraded-to iPhone 5 nearly destroyed the known universe. Without warning, my two most severe passions circled back on each other at speeds approaching that of light, when the Sports Guy, Bill Simmons, this week, dedicated an entire podcast to the cinema career of Jodie Foster. Like two […]
The Truth About Te’o
People have suggested that Manti Te’o must either be the perpetrator of a disgusting hoax or supremely dumb. Numerous pundits, including the likes of Stephen A. Smith and Colin Cowherd, have said that it’s inconceivable that a red-blooded, alpha male, Division I athlete could ever carry on a serious relationship almost exclusively online or by […]
Casinos and Daycares
So I have a friend who has a friend who does sweepstakes as a hobby. I know. Sounds like doing bath salts as a dessert. Or doing your nails as massage. Wait. People actually do that. Anyway, he raked. Like a serious family vacay every year. Hawaii not Dollywood. Sorry, Mom and Dad (they’re D-Wood […]
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