can't wait for the trayline -- the suspense is killing me. is the TMI concern related to you or others (are you trying to protect the guilty or innocent?)


Excellent point about Morrison and the tears - it was bizarre to see an athlete just surrender like that.

Also - I'd guess that Larry Bird cried a lot when he was at Indiana U and Bobby Knight yelled at him and Kent Benson made fun of him.

I think Redick could be a useful prop player - he has a good shot, and he is 6'4" - some team could use him as a spot-up 3-point specialist (just not as a starter, where he'd be badly exposed).

- BJL


the best name i've heard is the 'hockey' mustache (5 a side).

can't take credit - it was rick reilly in a real tearjerker about morrison' diabetes.

Bird didn't play for Indiana U... it was Indiana State. i think even knight would have had to love him as a player, though. and benson as a teammate...


"I'm not trying to be Edward R. Murrow here."

Mike Francessa, 3:17 p.m. EST.


no, isired, bird started at IU, but he was lonely in big-town Bloomington and Knight beat him up so bad that he quit the team, moved back to French Lick and became a garbageman (no lie)...he took like a year off and then enrolled at Indiana State.

New Trayline is now live --->


It wasn't the bits that were shocking, it was the man breasts.


wow, i read 'season on the brink' and everything and did not know that. my bad.


moustache name = "upperlip skid-mark"

Reddick in NBA = Trejon Langdon


Shitlip


Sharpie sanchez

yes, i've been drinking


and my go to karaoke song (from the "suckers" post) would be suspicious minds. while i've never done karaoke, i've somehow convinced myself i would knock that shit out of the park. and if they had replacements karaoke, i'd prolly pick something "lighter", like treatment bound or i don't know (if i was with friends to sing back up).


Finn - I would back you up on your crooning.

Solo, I'd punch out a tight Eddie Fisher interpretation of Poppin' My Collar.

Hans must have improved over the last 15 years. In '91, Hans, some buddies and I hijacked the band and at friend's wedding and did a horrible Hungry Heart as family and friends watched in disgust. I still cringe at the thought.

Also, "Grenade!"


After a lifetime of disastrous karaoke attempts -- including the aformentioned disastrous duet with Hans of "Bust A Move" -- I finally nailed a performance recently. It was at a gay bar in San Francisco (Is that redundant?). I was just the right amount of fucked up, so my stage fright was quashed but I wasn't toooo sloppy. The song: "Hot For Teacher." Sans spandex tights though. I didn't feel tardy. My second choice was "Suspicious Minds" but someone else did that one.

Mustachedat: The Sweaty Soup Strainer.


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