The Friends of P. #2: The Village People Policeman

Great stuff.
I would tell him, "Young man, there's no need to feel down..."
AP Story

He's had such an influence on so many people, one being A.C... That link makes me so disturbingly happy.

Destroying Brackets, Destroying Hearts

As I stated before, when college basketball takes center stage over the entire nation, times are definitely good. With the exception of that awful woman down the hall winning the office pool by picking Bradley because it's her freakin' son's name, the glamour of "One Shining Moment" brings out the best in all of us by forcing us (including females) to go to smoky bars on gorgeous Saturday afternoons.

The national spotlight also starts to bring out brilliant stuff like this... Coach K Eats Kids....which one would think was quite good, until I saw this floating around. Easily in the greatest 100 moments in television.

It's her being an attractive cheerleader, throwing out a badass facial expression, and then that particular hand motion.... yeah, top 10, easy. Go Wichita State.

How do I hate thee? Let me count the ways...

When the most recent dirt about Barry Bonds hit (via some good old-fashioned Woodward-and-Bernstein journalism), I was among those who threw on ESPN only to hear very little about the actual story. A true story of a man literally turning himself into a wad of muscle via "medicine"... this is every newsman's dream to break this thing open. So where was the sports network's in-depth coverage?

Leave it to Deadspin to connect the proverbial dots.

Despite his success, Barry is one of the biggest losers in the history of the game. Arrogant, yet a total crybaby, completely unsatisfied with being the best, and unable to do anything with his stardom besides wield it like a battleaxe towards teammates and the media. Ditto for ESPN, minus a few old-school reporters who cash their checks and do their damndest to avoid the beer-sponspored, highlight-free loop that the network has become.

There's still a standing offer of one "Ballston is for Losers" T-Shirt to whoever can submit to me a graph, complete with pictures (or actual measurements) of Bonds' head over time. Bonus points for using throwing in the head of Sammy Sosa for shits and giggles.

Merry March

I guess it's like Christmas morning... the kind where you are trapped in your bedroom and can't get downstairs to the presents. See, I have yet to really attend class or work on the Thursday or Friday of the first round of the NCAA basketball tournament for the last 8 years, and that streak will be broken today, when I am holed up in my office while everyone is having the time of their lives watching the god's gift to sport.

Who's playing? I'll let Cracked (is this the same Mad-esque mag I remember) take care of that. Run your cursor over the teams for a synopsis.

My Final Four is a Big 12 semifinal (Texas-Kansas) and a Big East semifinal (UConn-Villanova). Just give me your money now.
And cue up "One Shining Moment..."