Nike pitchman LeBron James credited Stephon Marbury for coming up with his discount Starbury line of shoes, but said he didn’t think Nike would follow suit.
“I think me being with Nike, we hold our standards high, we do a great job putting out great merchandise,” he said before the game. “Great shoes, that’s part of a price that’s pretty high, but at the same time you’re getting great quality for it.”
We make our Malaysian kids pump out 12 pairs an hour. Find a higher standard in the shoe industry. We dare you.
First the NBA All-Star game and now Michael Jackson. It’s not clear how much more Las Vegas can take. Michael Jackson is in talks to build a 50 foot robot of himself to roam the desert around Las Vegas. The robot would shoot lasers beams which would be visible not only to people on the ground but also anyone flying into the city.
This robot must never be built. Anyone who believes this robot is for entertainment purposes is delusional. Think how far a 50 foot robot will be able to see. The lasers would target little boys like Tranzor Z and Michael would have his driver race him to their location and snatch them. He’s already laid out his master plan.
Dan Snyder must be involved with this project. Lil’ Dan Dan can invest in the robot and if it’s successful, he can build a 100 foot robot of himself to roam Landover, MD and shoot lasers at Redskins fans who try to park in parking lots that aren’t owned by him. Don’t be surprised if the robot “mistakenly” destroys the Landover Metro station like the Chinese embassy in Belgrade.
It’s Saturday Night. Ain’t a damn thing funny…Nobody knows how to celebrate a loss like Tomas Rosicky (Arsenal/Czech Republic).
Rosicky was caught along with four teammates in a hotel room with six hookers after a Euro 2008 qualifier loss to Germany on Saturday. The players claimed the hookers were autograph seekers. It’s not at all ironic that they were nailed by a female journalist posing as an autograph seeker.
She knocked on the hotel room door which was answered by Jan Polak. Before being sent away, she saw the other players getting liquored and hugging the hookers.
She returned with a photographer which caused a player to yell,”Idiot! If someone took a picture of this, we’d be right in the shit!” Rosicky bent a hooker over the couch and yelled, “My best sincerity friend, I already am up in the shit! Get it?!”.
OK, maybe he didn’t say that, but the journalist didn’t believe his excuse that he was dotting the “i” in Rosicky on a hooker’s ass. Perhaps it was the fact that he was yelling “ramming speed!” at the same time.
Yahoo sports yesterday floated a rumor about these brilliant minds pictured above (Dan Snyder, Vinnie Cerrato and Joe Gibbs of the Washington Redskins) possibly trading up in this year’s NFL draft to pick up LSU physical freak of a quarterback, JaMarcus Russell. Yahoo’s Charles Robinson said,
The trade could involve Redskins quarterback Jason Campbell, the team’s first-round pick in 2005, getting dealt to another team, or to the Raiders as part of a package to move up in the draft.
So, the Redskins pay Adam Archuleta the most money ever for a safety and the next year trade him for a 6th round pick and currently are thinking about trading the QB they traded up to get in the first place to trade up to get another QB who will be even younger and more clueless about the offense thus leaving only broken down, 37 year old Mark Brunell at the QB helm for the upcoming season. Did I get that all right?
GENIUSES! These gentlemen know more about football than you do. Trust them. They’re football men. Even though every instinct in your mind and body says that both these moves are the results of some horrible decision making on their part, you are wrong. You are stupid silly taint on the earth for questioning their obviously superior intellect. Go play your fantasy football and Madden you ignorant pussy.
As we reported on Sunday, the Cricket World Cup took a turn for the depressing and macabre over the weekend. First, Pakistan lost in a shocking St. Patrick’s upset to Ireland, which led some Pakistani fans — outraged over their side’s early departure from the tournament — to riot while chanting “Death to Woolmer! Death to Inzi!,” referring to Pakistan coach Bob Woolmer and captain Inzaman ul-Haq. Then the big news hit — Bob Woolmer was found dead in his Jamaica hotel room on Sunday morning. Folks noted the sick coincidence of testosterone-fueled calls for Woolmer’s death and his actual demise, but few publicly wished to speculate that there might be a connection.
If true, this is just jawdropping. Nothing like this has ever occured in American sport — as obnoxious and obsessive as Red Sox fans are, no one tried to kill Grady Little after the 2003 ALCS. Joey Porter is an amateur, by comparison. But the scariest part is that — while there is obviously speculation that a criminally insane Pak fan is responsible — rumors are coming out that tie a possible Woolmer murder to match-fixing. After all, the Pakistan team does have a sordid history of involvement in gambling and match fixing, and Woolmer was allegedly set to discuss that underworld in a new autobiography. And there are rumors that the fix was in on the St. Patrick’s Day match.
So Woolmer was quite possibly murdered. And if he was, the culprit is probably either A) an obsessed “fan,” or — more likely — B) a gambling syndicate. I can’t decide which is more depressing. If the police investigation reaveals that Woolmer was murdered, you really have to wonder whether the show can go on. But I’m sure it would– there’s too much money involved to call it off, despite the fact that it may well be tainted by fraud and, worse, by blood.
Lebron James doesn’t think much of Starbury’s cheap-ass shoes.
