Archive for September, 2009


The list of Australian people and animals I’m willing to fight keeps getting smaller by the minute. If you go on the YouTubes, you can find video of every native Australian species fighting from koalas to wallabies. Getting punched by one wallaby while the other tries to proper fuck you? No thanks. I’ll pass. Maybe I’d consider a wombat reacharound but that’s it. My last hope was the children in spite of watching Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome. So much for that.

An under-16 rugby league grand final ended in a massive brawl. The game between Blacktown City and Lower Mountains ended in chaos when several fights broke out between the teams. The worst left one player with a broken eye socket and nose.

“About 11am (AEST) … the under 16s match in Penrith stadium was almost finished when, after a try was scored, it’s alleged numerous players set upon a member of the opposition,” police said in a statement.

“This resulted in players from both sides involved in various incidents.”

The footage shows one teenager being punched to the ground before he is repeatedly kicked in the head and body, one of his attackers then running to another nearby scuffle to throw more punches.

Footage of the fight can be seen here. Needless to say, severe penalties were handed out. One Blacktown City player was banned from playing rugby for 20 years. His teammate was banned for five years while another is finished for two. Reports have some Blacktown City parents high-fiving their children as they came off the field.

In case you think this is an isolated incident involving Blacktown City, check this:

The brawl is the third violent incident involving teams from the Blacktown City junior rugby league club this season.

In July, two men were charged after an assault in a carpark following an under-12s game.

A Blacktown supporter also allegedly grabbed a 13-year-old player from Katoomba on the neck on the same weekend.

How have no Blacktown players or supporters been sentenced to a booting? Anarchy I tells ya.

Sol Campbell still hasn’t figured out how to play for a foreign team. Next up, Shepshed Dynamo.

Damn It Feels Good To Be A Green Bay Packer


In case there was any doubt, being a pro football player is your Get Out of Jail Free Card in Wisconsin. Mark Chmura should have confirmed that to any nonbelievers.

The Wisconsin State Senate with backing from the Radisson Paper Valley Hotel in Appleton is pushing a bill that would allow vehicle processions to proceed through red lights. The bill is specifically aimed at getting visiting football teams to Lambeau Field faster. The hotel wants the bill so teams will continue staying in Appleton instead of a location closer to the stadium. What’s next? Tight ends getting jus primae noctis with the prom date of their choosing in a hot tub? Oh wait…

We kid! Remember the good old days??

Pulling off the greatest spike of all time in a hot tub must have been hard work.

Here’s part 2 of DC Landing Strip’s interview with Washington Wizards Nick Young. Give the guys props for scoring such a sweet interview will ya?

Ass-Clowns

Ugh. Just what the world needed was another ass-clown athlete sharing their unfiltered, ungrateful, bullshit with the world. I am referring to Robert Henson, a LB for the Redskins who insulted his own fans on his twitter page calling them “dim-wits” and “fake-hearted Skins fans.” He then had the cajones to do this while bragging about how much money he makes “tweeting” that he makes more than them in a year and insulting those who dare work at McDonalds. What kind of star is this you ask? How many pro bowls has he attended? How many rings does he have? NONE! This ass-clown is a rookie who rides the bench and didn’t play a single second of the game that started his temper-tantrum in the first place! He was pissed the fans booed at the end of the Rams game when the Skins couldn’t score a single TD. Someone needs to school this dude and let him know that the Skins have the longest waiting list for season tickets in the NFL. He keeps opening his fat mouth and he’ll be the one working at McDonalds. Douchebag.

Secondly, I am in the elevator at work today talking to a co-worker about my horrible fantasy team. Some ass-clown stranger in the back of the elevator hears this and believes it is his duty to spew fantasy advice as if I am a damsel in distress. This would be fine and dandy if first, he wasn’t doing it because I am a chick and he felt the need to assume I don’t know what I’m talking about or, if second, he was actually giving me useful information. Here is the conversation that ensued:

Me: Yeah, I know I started Tom Brady at quarterback…no points there this week.

Ass-Clown: Who else is on your team?

Me: I list my players which include Joe Flacco and others

Ass-Clown: I say after Brady lights it up this weekend against my beloved Jets, you sell high on him and bring back a #1 WR and a #2 running back.

Me: (I don’t know whether or not tell him that his “beloved” Jets already won this game or to just laugh it off) Uhhh, yeah great idea…it would have been better if you gave me this advice last week though. (I figured I would just let him think on this a while).

Ass-Clown.