Kegasus Is Cooler Than Your Mascot. Yes It Is.
About six weeks ago, the Maryland Jockey Club, the organization charged with boosting interest in stepping onto the nightmare hellscape known as the Preakness infield for next week’s second leg of the Triple Crown, unveiled a mascot worthy of following into the bowels of hell … or on top of a Port-o-Potty rows as the case may be.
It’s About Time Someone Sexed Up Badminton
I want you to do two things. First, close your eyes and picture your average female badmintoner. Got it? I didn’t see you close your eyes. Seriously, close your eyes. Just do it. Great. Now I want you to make that woman exactly 22 percent sexier than she was a second ago. Oh, I didn’t have to ask you to that one twice, I see. Done? Great.
You are now qualified to be an executive of the Badminton World Federation.
Play For Your Coach, Not WITH Your Coach
After school specials need to make a big comeback. They’re long overdue and terribly out-of-date.
But sometime soon, the “Play For Your Coach, Not WITH Your Coach” special has to be produced. Has to be. I’ll even pony up some of the funds for it, because high schoolers just aren’t getting the message.
The 15 Best Athlete Taunts
It’s kind of baffling that more hasn’t been made of welterweight champion Manny Pacquiao’s plan to host several short concerts in Las Vegas immediately following is May 7 fight against Shane Mosley. Ali may have been the brashest, baddest dude boxing has ever seen, but he didn’t ever do anything like this.
They Better Sing ‘Free Bird’ At MY Funeral
There’s nothing humorous about a person’s death, especially if that person is a teenager; even more especially if that teenager was attractive and cool. So believe me when I warn you that I’m neither making fun of Donovan Smith nor his tragic passing.
I’m making fun of the fools he left behind.
