#3 Gonzaga just got knocked off by unranked BYU, snapping the longest home winning streak in the nation for men's college hoops. The Zags have been an adorable enough bunch in recent years but, c'mon, did anybody really think these guys were the #3 team in the country? So does it even matter?
Evidently, the purveyors of those little blue whoopee pills think actresses with a British accent can sell more of them to American men. How else to explain their recent commericals? Here we have an attractive woman lounging about with all the shades open in a house that looks to be worth millions. There we have another doing the same in an oceanside villa with a breathtaking view. Just one question. How come these cockney women can't seem to get dates? Beats me. Maybe THEY should ask their dawktor.
It's laughable how Danica Patrick confronted Denny Hamlin after the Daytona 500. Danica thought he had wrecked her, but replays proved otherwise. Nevertheless, the good Ms. Patrick seems to have a flair for pounding her fists, stomping her feet, and otherwise throwing hissy fits when things don't go her way. Hamlin was her latest target. She got up in his face, and push push pushed him in the chest while giving him her two cents worth. No big deal. But had Hamlin decided to even mildly reciprocate with the hands to chest thing to fend her off, it might well have been seen as some sort of sexual harassment. That's the way it works these days. Yet over time, one thing is becoming abundantly clear. Though Danica Patrick has always been afforded top notch cars and crews, and the media wants wants wants her to win something -- anything -- Kyle Petty just might have been right a while back when he said Danica can go fast but she'll never be a good racer. She can rant and rave all she wants -- but does it matter? It is what it is.
How many more times will we have to suffer through the moronic commercials that say 15 minutes could save you big bucks on insurance? Fifteen minutes, my ass. Yours truly has been trying for 15 MONTHS to locate one of their offices in my neck of the woods -- without success. Evidently, I'm supposed to go on-line and start sending money off to this company, and hope a little green lizard shows up to fix my car if a tree falls on it. With all due respect to Pinnochio, the retarded cowboy, and the guy with a million "bucks", amongst others, can't their ad guys come up with something new? Like how and where to talk face to face with an actual agent? Is that asking too much?
The Dallas Cowboys are talking about slapping the "franchise tag" on receiver Dez Bryant to keep him in the fold. That likely means league-leading running back Demarco Murray will be heading elsewhere. Franchise tags come with big bucks, and Murray is certainly looking for his "big payday". Throw in the other little details -- like having the remaining 50+ players under contract and, next thing you know, there's a problem with that pesky salary cap.
Here's the irony. Most every player will tell you it's not about the money, but about competing for and ultimately winning a Super Bowl. So, if that's the case, how come these guys don't take less money to keep their team together in their ultimate quest? After all, does it really matter whether a player is making 10, 15, or 20 million a year? Even after taxes, the low end is still a ridiculous amount of money. But no, they'd rather shuffle off to a team that has no -- ZERO -- chance of being Super Bowl worthy, as long as they get their precious few more million. It combines the epitome of hypocrisy with ignorant greed.
Kid Rock is catching flack for dissing Beyonce? That's a hoot. He says she's never had a hit song like Lynard Skynard's "Sweet Home Alabama". True enough. But the Kid himself tends to forget one thing. His whole personna is modeled after former Lyn Skyn lead singer Ronnie Van Zant, who tragically died with others in a plane crash back in the late 70s. Same hair. Same scraggly beard. Wears the same sort of hats. Same sort of shades. Stomps around the stage exactly like Ronnie once did. Writes the same sort of songs. His voice even sounds eerily familiar, as if he patterned it after RVZ. True, a generation or two has passed since Lyn Skyn was all the rage (though they still pack venues every place they go on tour these days), and Robert Ritchie (the Kid) has a much younger following these days that likely have no idea who RVZ was. But for Rock to throw out the "Sweet Alabama" reference while dissing another artist is the height of hypocrisy in the face of those that remember his original version long ago.
Despite the usual local hype, there's no way around it. The Detroit Pistons are terrible and look to remain so in the foreseeable future. Your truly LOLed when he read a recent article about how the Pistons were only a couple games out of the last playoff spot. That's one way of looking at it. Another would be to say the hapless Orlando Magic, pitiful Philadelphia 76ers, and Phil Jackson's dumping of every semi-talented player not named Carmelo Anthony for the NY Knicks in a salary cap purge for the future are the only worse teams in the entire conference. And the woeful Knicks, bringing up the rear in the entire NBA, just knocked off Detroit on the Pistons' home court. Ouch.
By league rules, the Pistons have to finish the season, and until they're mathematically eliminated from the playoffs, hope will spring eternal, as it always does with Detroit teams. But in reality, does it even matter? These guys are not a good basketball team by NBA standards, and whatever talent they do possess will likely be looking for a way out of town first chance they get. Of course, the draft will roll around in a few months, and the Pistons's misguided faithful will hail whoever is chosen as saviors that will lead them to the promised land. It happens every year.
But throwing a couple new band-aids on a gaping hatchet wound won't exactly fix the problem.
Haven't seen the "most interesting man in the world" in a while. I wonder what he's up to these days? If he wants to be REALLY interesting, he should go to Washington DC and school the spoiled 1st graders on how to run a government. Maybe he could get them all wasted on that beer he hawks. Couldn't hurt.
So Lebron James missed 8 free throws, a few shots he normally makes, and the Cleveland Cavaliers lost a game. Hey, the guy's arguably the best basketball player in the world, but he's not Superman much less Anderson Cooper. The dude normally plays about 100 games a year and he's going to have a bad day at the office every once in a while. It happens.
Speaking of CNN, I see where Coop is going to have a special on that still-missing Malaysian airliner. When it happened, a full year ago, AC and his merry band of experts talked non-stop about it for an entire month. Turned out, they didn't have a clue either, but their ratings went up. Amazing. Now he's bringing it back for a sequel? So what are they going to say this time, and does it even matter? Wake us up when the damn thing is finally found, if it ever is. Maybe Amelia Earhart and Jimmy Hoffa will be right next to it.
Now THAT would be a story.
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