This is one of the funniest spoofs on the Internet regarding LeBron’s “Decision” Infomercial. And I’ve seen a lot of them. Let me save you the clicking. Most of them revolve around LeBron “coming out of the closet” or some such jackassery. Pretty Lame. This one, however, is a classic!
I posted this in my Facebook Page, and I know it’s been a minute since I said boo, but this shit just HAD to get posted.
This video was created by and features many famous Cleveland personalities including US Governors and Senators. Grown ass men and women in their 40s and 50s BEGGING LeBron (a 25 year old kid) to stay ….. WOW.
Between this, the Heat’s wewantwade.com campaign and the New York Daily News’ attempt to lure LeBron (Get LeBron), I’d say that people are going out of their way to find an ass to kiss.
I mean, I want Bosh to stay in Canada, but I am not gonna stoop to that level and beg like a dog for something like this.
People need to get their priorities straight and act right.
December 27, 2009 at 11:21 am · Filed under Funny, NBA, video
Barkley gets punked again … I wonder if he gets more money because he’s always the butt of the jokes … cuz I never see Kenny Smith get punked … ever. lol.
I’m gonna write this down because I don’t ever wanna forget it. It was just way too funny ….
So a few nights ago I dreamed that I was at my local YMCA playing some pickup basketball when Rasheed Wallace showed up. I don’t know WHY he was there, but he started shit talking me and telling me to play against him.
I’ve never been one to back down from a challenge. So I accepted the offer.
We began to play and I was, surprisingly, holding my own fairly well – it was a DREAM, remember? He would post me up and I would either get help or go underneath just enough to bother him into a turnover or miss.
On offense, I just passed the ball. hahahahaha.
And, for some reason, Michael Jackson’s “Just good friends” was playing on the sound system in the gym. The song was set to repeat over and over.
Anyway, at one point, he began to get upset with me and started to play dirty. Remember that scene in Along Came Polly? The armpit scene?
Yeah, Rasheed did that to me.
And then I woke up singing Michael Jackson.
I was confused at first, like “What was THAT all about?!?!?” but then I just let it go and enjoyed the fact that I got to play against Rasheed and that I had an awesome MJ tune stuck in my head.
Even if it was a dream, there’s not many people that can claim to have played pickup ball against ‘sheed. Especially here in Canada!
November 10, 2009 at 1:11 pm · Filed under Funny, fantasy
My friend’s Fantasy Team MILLER TIME has not done well so far this season. And it’s not basketball so much as the combination of that AND the NFL league we’re running where he’s 2-7 this year.
But things are looking up as he is ahead 10-0 on The Underachievers this week! And he wasted no time in rubbing it in via the trash talk feature.
Nevermind that Nate Dawg’s players haven’t hit the hardwood yet.
But hey, we take whatever we can get, right?
I hope he gets the win this week. I imagine he needs it. lol.
And if not, at least it’s now immortalized that Miller Time completely blanked an opponent this year.
November 3, 2009 at 1:23 pm · Filed under Funny, NBA, raptors
The anniversary of the first NBA game in history was Nov. 1. While the New York Knicks defeated the Toronto Huskies 68-66 on Nov. 1, 1946 in Toronto, there was a great promo for the game: Any fan taller than Toronto’s 6-8 center George Nostrand got in free.
Currently, there are 433 players in the NBA and 225 are 6-8 or taller (58.9 percent). The tallest player is Houston’s Yao Ming at 7-6. There are two players listed at 7-3: Zydrunas Ilgauskas (Cavs) and Hasheem Thabeet (Grizzlies).The average NBA player is currently 6-7 (actually 6-feet, 7.3 inches). The shortest player in the NBA is Nate Robinson (Knicks) at 5-9.
I don’t know that the Raptors lost any money on this promo, but it was certainly a great idea to draw people to the stands and promote the Raptors in the hockey raving town of Toronto.
I have an account that keeps track of certain statistics on my site. For example, I can see when someone comes over from a search engine and what the search term was that they were looking for.
Well, this week someone on the Int3Rwee8Z was actuallylooking for an image of a Bobcat fighting a Tiger.
I laughed out loud when I saw this. The IDEA is just silly! So I went online to look for information as to HOW silly the prospect of a Tiger “fighting” a Bobcat really is and this is what I found …
Full Grown Weight: Around 700lbs – this is about 100 – 125lbs more than a full grown Lion.
The largest recorded Tiger weighed in at 1,000lbs
Full Grown Size: In length, from 7 – 13 FEET. In height, up to 3 FEET
Where are they found: Mainly in Asia, in the regions of Nepal, Bangladesh, Bhatan, and Malaysia as well as India.
So …. as we can see, aside from the OBVIOUS height, length and weight advantage the tiger has, the two animals live in 2 entirely different ecological systems and in two completely opposite areas of the world. The chances of a Tiger meeting a Bobcat in the wild and having that encounter be caught by a National Geographic Photo Crew are about as good as yourchances of dating Beyonce Knowles …. Or being struck in the head by an Asteroid.
And IF a Tiger ever was pitted against a Bobcat in a “fight to the death”, then I would gather that the Tiger would floss his genitals with the Bobcat first before eating it in one bite. Not to mention the legal ramifications of setting up that grudge match.
So to whomever is out there looking for Images of a Bobcat fighting a Tiger, how about if I just post a picture of Trogdor fighting a Liger?
That seems like a more plausible scenario seeing as it would be an artist’s paper and pencil that would bring this encounter to life as opposed to … you know … REAL LIFE. Plus I’ve added a few Scrabble tiles in there so you can earn POINTS for your imagination.
October 8, 2009 at 12:12 am · Filed under Dear Rico, Funny
Dear Rico,
Is Brian Scalabrine the love child between Michael Rappaport and a Leprechaun? He seems to be a perfect fit in Boston, but I wonder about his origins.
Sincerely,
Frosted Lucky Charms
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Dear Lucky ….
That is BRILLIANT!
Brian Scalabrine HAS to be a leprechaun! And that explains why Leprechauns have existed for generations in Ireland! They have to reproduce! Otherwise they would go extinct … which means that there have to be FEMALE leprechauns! I have never seen one … but they MAY be hot … or they may be NOT …. which would explain a Rappaport/Leprechaun “love spawn”.
Thumbs up to you for connecting the dots on this one and for your EXCELLENT sleuthing skills!
Really, All Scalabrine needs is a Four Leaf Clover in his mouth and a Green Coat and hat and he’s pretty much good to go as the Mascot for the Celts! I wonder if he sleeps with his pot of gold next to him … I wonder if he brings it along during road trips ….
I wonder if Leprechaun Women are easier to please than Latino women …
“At our last tournament, I slept with a LOT of people ….”
This comment will remain anonymous SIMPLY because I know what the guy does for a living and don’t want to have him be mocked by inferior life forms over this.
But needless to say, when this was uttered, it elicited a “what the hell?” reaction. Both myself and Nate can attest that this was ACTUALLY said …
When I was in Grade 11 my parents made the ($175) sacrifice and bought me a pair of Patrick Ewing Shoes (as shown above) in the middle of a tournament (Glenlawn Invitational) one wintry Saturday afternoon.
I wore them for the next game (an hour and a half later) even though they gave me some nasty blisters and I proceeded to wear them into the ground for the next 12 months. At one point in Grade 12, I decided that I needed a new pair of shoes and went out and got my Nike warrior shoes – the shoes that NEVER quit, I will blog about them in a future issue – and I stuck with those for nearly 6 years – I still have them! The Patrick Ewings were placed in a corner for sentimental reasons and never again saw the light of day.
Well, I was cleaning out our closet a few nights ago and came upon my VERY old and VERY worn Patrick Ewing shoes. I’ve been keeping them in storage for over 15 years and have come across them many many times. They have survived 2 moves, a marriage and 2 kids. Whenever talk about getting rid of them surfaces, I put on my imaginary steel pot helmet, get out my imaginary spear and I FIGHT for them saying things like ….
“I’ll keep them til they’re retro cool” … or …
“I’ll fix them up and wear them right” … or …
“I can’t throw these out, they’re history …. a part of my youth” … or …
“I love Patrick Ewing. I can’t throw out his shoes. How would he FEEL?” … or …
“I just wanna wear them one more time before I get rid of them”
The problem is that I’ve had them for over 15 years and have never fixed them up. The shoes are not autographed nor did they ever belong to Patrick Ewing himself, and I will never wear them ‘one more time’ simply because they are heavy, uncomfortable and lack the necessary arch support for an aging gentleman such as myself. Plus, they’ll never be COOL retro like…
“Hey, nice kicks dude, those are awesome! Are they originals?”
No, these shoes are old, discoloured and torn. If worn, they would elicit this response …
“Dude, are you homeless?” … Or …
“Did you walk through time to 2010? Cuz those shoes are nasty and ancient!” … or …
“Yo, make sure you get those shoes sprayed before coming into my house. I think one of them hissed at me.”
Seeing my old Patrick Ewings with no laces, fabric torn and soles ripping or separating from the boot made me realize that there is a time to live and a time to die. A time to reap and a time to sow, a time to break down and a time to build up and a time to keep something and a time to toss it out.
Tonight, I became okay with the fact that my Patrick Ewings are old and ugly; They smell of teenage feet. They are not as nice as I remember them being and they will never go through a washing machine and come out looking brand new. No, tonight, I became okay with the fact that I have to throw out my old high school basketball sneakers.
I will photograph the hell out of them (for sentimental reasons) and will keep those pics til the end of time – or a terrible computer crash that wipes my hard drive clean.
I hope Patrick Ewing isn’t upset by this ….. I hope he understands …
Then again …. maybe I’ll keep them one more year …. in case hobo-chic comes into style or I decide to actually fix them up ….. cuz really, I do have a garage that I can put them in …