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God bless the Gateway Grizzlies of the Frontier League. Apparently, each year the Grizzlies introduce a new novelty concession item prior to the start of the season, and really, they've outdone themselves this time. Their 2006 creation:
And in a way, a little blast from the past. The next time you see a parent going nuts at a youth baseball or basketball game, riding the officials, riding other 10 year olds (no, not in the Gary Glitter way), just think, it could be worse. Much worse. That parent could've been this donkey:
VUNG TAU, Vietnam, March 3 -- A court convicted former British rocker Gary Glitter of obscene acts with two Vietnamese girls and sentenced him to three years in prison. A melee erupted Friday when Glitter shouted, "I'm innocent."
"I haven't done anything. I'm innocent. It's a conspiracy," Glitter shouted.
I submit YES (I know Rob will agree)...Never before have sports entertainment and C-rate pro hoops mixed in such a spectacular fashion (this is going to be even better than that night Swint and I saw the GLOW girls pummel the Mystics). What the hell is this over-caffeinated fool talking about? Check it out...
That's right folks, "FINALLY......THE GHEORGHE.....HAS RETURNED.....TO ROCKVILLE!!!"
Big South
America East
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Neely’s Interstate Barbecue
Ah, the Whole Hog, quite possibly Arkansas’ finest BBQ establishment. It’s owned and operated by a group known as the “League of Southern Gentlemen.” How do I know this? Because in 2002 The League won best ribs at the World Championship BBQ cookoff at Memphis in May, The Super Bowl and Daytona 500 of the BBQ world. Come for the ribs, stay for the sauce. The Hog offers 6 different types of sauce featuring 4 different styles of BBQ conveniently placed at each table. You can sample the Carolina Mustard Sauce, the Brown Vinegar Sauce, or the more standard area Molasses Sauce. Furthermore, some of Arkansas’s elite frequent the hog for lunch. From Rockefellers to Rockettes most everyone in Arkansas agrees that Whole Hog serves some of Little Rock’s finest.

In what should come as a surprise to no one, MLB and the Washington Nationals have run into yet another problem with their DC franchise. Is it the lack of an owner? Nah, they'll hammer that out by 2010. Is it the ongoing stadium drama, starring Councilman for Life Marion "Crack" Barry (seen at the right "campaigning")? Nope, they'll just play on the Mall if they have to. The newest dilemma for the Nats?
Curt Gowdy (July 31, 1919 - February 20, 2006)
What would Brian Boitano do
OK, enough fun at Dick's (and Duke's) expense, college hoops season is in full swing, and there is no lack of material. I am extremely scatterbrained today, so bear with me as we mock teams, coaches and players alike...
Let's start with whiny-ass Mike Davis at Indiana. WTF man? Why don't you bitch a little bit more? Why the hell haven't I seen a press conference to fire this guy after this gem:
"Indiana needs to have one of their own. They need to have
somebody that's played here so they can embrace him. They need that."
OK, Mike, is that you quitting officially, or just completely giving up publicly and then expecting to still coach your team for the rest of the season? Even Vince Carter is embarrassed by this...the best I can tell, Mike Davis thinks the prime candidate to replace him (FIRE HIM ALREADY!) only need resemble the immortal words of one Mr. Thomas Earl Petty:
He grew up in an Indiana town,
Had a good lookin momma who never was around,
But he grew up tall and he grew up right,
With them Indiana boys on an Indiana night
At least Mike Davis isn't on the Miller Lite Party Bus with Eddie Sutton, Bobby Huggins and Larry Eustachy. Not only does Okie State blow this year, their legendary coach is now driving around Stillwater like Diana Ross after 3 cosmos. The best part of this story - Sutton apparently fell down in the parking lot and hit his head BEFORE popping some Rush Limbaugh specials, washing them down with some suds and hoping in his ride. Perhaps the ambulance guys who checked on ole Eddie might've suggested he not drive anywhere? Hmmm, maybe that's a good
idea? As far as his team on the court, JamesOn Curry ran around last night like he's never played a game of organized basketball in his life. I counted three separate times in the 2nd half where Curry drove so recklessly to the basket that he ran full speed into the padded base of the basket (never even coming close to making the basket, let alone passing to a teammate). Sean Sutton might as well give up now...though interestingly enough I heard Eddie will get credit for all the games Sean coaches. Now there's a cheap ass way to get to 800 victories...if they ever win again.
Hey, Joe Lunardi, get the fuck off my TV screen already. Last night on the 6pm SportsCenter, I've got Mr. Bracketology telling me who the 1-4 seeds will be in each region. It's February 13th for chrissakes. Most teams have 5/6 conference games left AND a conference tourney to worry about. And Joe's telling me who the 4 seed in the Chocolate City bracket is going to be. Shame on you too Jay Bilas for participating in this fiasco, even going so far as to make upset predictions as if these were really the brackets. I know SportsCenter gets ripped enough already, and it's my fault for watching it, but this was waaaaaay over the top. And one other thing, has anyone ever seen Joe Lunardi and Marc Stein in the same room together?
Mike Nardi, that was possibly the dumbest play I've seen in years last night. In case you missed the phenomenal UConn/Villanova game last night, Nardi ends up wide open 2 feet from the basket with 15 seconds to play, and instead of making the layup, giving Nova a 5 point lead,
Nardi dribbles to the sideline and gets fouled. If UConn sends that game into overtime, 'lil Eminem Nardi is getting pistol whipped by Curtis Sumpter postgame.
Adios Quin Snyder. Weekend at Bernie's 3 needs you more than Missouri does. Soldier on young man, soldier on. Speaking of former Duke assistants, Tommy Amaker might want to make the tourney this year...just a thought...
Just for fun (and this has absolutely nothing to do with college hoops) here is GTB's contribution to the whole Winter Olympics conversation:



WASHINGTON (Reuters) - Vice President Dick Cheney accidentally wounded a companion with shotgun pellets on a weekend quail hunt in Texas, his office said on Sunday.
Robocop (Officer Alex Murphy), aka Matt Hasselbeck
Yeah, I’m going with Hasselbeck over Big Ben, because I truly believe the Seahawks are going to win this game, so he gets to be the hero (and initially the victim of much violence by a fired up Steelers defense). It also doesn’t hurt that both guys are bald, dry in the humor department and extremely good at what they do – the oft-dismissed Hasselbeck was the 4th highest-rated passer in the league (1st in the NFC) and also threw for the 4th most TDs. The toughest part for Hasselbeck will be the new play-calling directives given to him by the coaching staff:
1. Serve the Public Trust
2. Protect the Innocent
3. Uphold the Law
Once he adjusts, watch out Old Detroit…and when the wreckage is clear, you can bet your ass we’ll see Matty on “The View”.

Dick Jones, aka Jerome Bettis
Second in command at OCP, slimy corporate executive Dick Jones is the creator of the ED-209, a precursor and competitive product to Robocop. Unfortunately for Dick, his product is a tad bit faulty. Jones’ employer, OCP, is an unethical corporate giant who also just happens to own the police force (not unlike a certain RB who seems to own the media these days). I know, I know, Dick Jones is a big, smug prick and Jerome Bettis is the loveable, feel good story of the Super Bowl. You know what, blame the media, because I officially hate Jerome Bettis. The last straw was Bettis getting the key to the city the other day. I get it, he’s from Detroit, he’s a hometown hero, but do we all really care this much (and yes, Saddam also got a key to Detroit). I don’t want to hate Jerome this much, but whaddya gonna do…someone has to flourish in the role of Dick Jones. Sayeth Dick, “You know what the tragedy here is Jerome? We could have been friends.”

Clarence Boddicker, aka Bill Cowher
Long before he was the curmudgeonly father on “That 70s Show”, Kurtwood Smith excelled in Robocop as an intelligent and completely insane bad guy. Yet there were definitely times in the movie where you thought, “Hey, he isn’t so bad”. Much like Boddicker and Jones, Cowher and Bettis are forever linked, through the good, and the inevitable bad that will take place Sunday (they also need to be linked for the sake of this contrived post). Cowher looks the role of movie villain, and to top it off, he may or may not have wanted to fire the bus company that took the Steelers from the airport to the hotel Monday, though the team denies it (not quite the same as blowing a man’s hand off, but work with me people). I’m buying that rumor for a dollar.

Bob Morton, aka Ken Whisenhunt
Bob Morton was the man with the (alternative) plan - Robocop was his idea, and he had no qualms fucking over Dick Jones in the process (which in retrospect was a very bad idea – if only he had listened to his Greg Gumbel-esque colleague). Whisenhunt, like Bob Morton, is the shifty idea guy – just look at Ken try to get three QBs on the field at one time. Well, sorry Kenny, but I say the two weeks of prep for the Seattle defense means you and your gadget plays are going down just like Bob. Too bad you won't have his coke and strippers to dull the pain.
ED-209, aka Joey Porter
I mean, is there any other choice? When I think methodical, emotionless killer, I immediately think Joey Porter. Just think what would have happened if Joey malfunctioned during media day. Jerramy Stevens would have ceased to exist. Joey Porter’s so crazy he thinks Moviefone is talking shit to him. Tell me he wouldn’t have done the same damage in the boardroom as ED-209…"Please put down the football…you have 20 seconds to comply”...just ask Peyton Manning. Win or lose, Porter-209 will be leaving carnage on the field Sunday night.
Sixteen teams, beating the piss out of each other each and every night...below you will find the current standings in The Beast, with the ratings culled from Jeff Sagarin's ratings in USA Today (because frankly I'm sick of the RPI...the RPI ratings, not the lovely Polytechnic Institute in Troy, NY that has been home to some wonderful hockey teams)




stands and throw fucking haymakers at middle-aged jabronies Ron Artest still has the upperhand in this battle of jackelopes. Moving on...give credit to coach Norm Roberts for quickly getting St. John's on it's feet after several less than stellar campaigns. Can I blame Mike Jarvis for all that went wrong? Well, I'm going to anyway, because his god damned Boston accent confuses and frightens me whenever he's on TV. At least when Digger talks and drives me nuts I can look at the cute way in which some PA matched his tie with his highlighter.