Bad News Canadians

A number of players, including 18-year-old superstar Marie-Philip Poulin, were drinking alcohol on the ice following the team's 2-0 defeat of the United States. (The legal drinking age in British Columbia is 19.)

And in related news: you can take your apology and your trophy and shove it straight up your ass!

In other related news: Canada's olympic athletes are not that hot. Seriously, the 43 year old curler is in the top 10? No wonder they drink so much up there.

UPDATE: A post from the previously linked blog compares the hotness of US skier to Canadian skier and the dood fucks it up. Though the Canadian is not bad at all.

Bad Cops

Dallas officer delayed NFL player as relative died . . . Police Chief "Kunkle said the video showed that Moats and his wife 'exercised extraordinary patience, restraint in dealing with the behavior of our officer.'"

And the video

You Gotta Defend Your Party Hole

Cause there aint no hole like a party hole cause this party hole don't stop

The Chinese Are Crazy

Not the Chinese people, but the Chinese government. Here's some nuggets from the Olympics that also illustrate some of the reasons why I'm against them being held in China:

Lin was lip-syncing to the sound of another girl, 7-year-old Yang Peiyi, who was heard but not seen, apparently because she was deemed not cute enough.

Cute, but can't sing
Ugly, but can sing

And then there's the whole anti-religion thing: Those Christians who want to avoid the state-controlled religious movements meet in unofficial buildings or even each others' homes - hence their description as "house churches" - risking fines, imprisonment, torture and even, in some cases, death.

And you can't forget the creepy treatment of Houston Rocket, Chinese-born Yao Ming: The Chinese government had monitored his birth because of the perfect physical and athletic genes of his parents, forever treating him as something of a science project.

There's plenty of other reasons, some noted before, and others that haven't been noted on this, the greatest of blogs.

*** UPDATE: I totally got the jump on Wonkette for this post by over an hour. Up yours professional bloggers!

Stoopidest Injury Ever

Ok, this is a semi-sports story so I'll break it down for all you non-sports fans out there. So two brothers are quarterbacks in the NFL (the guys who throw the ball) and they go back home and chop some wood. Here's the good part: "Back home in Texas, McCown said he was holding the firewood and his brother, a backup quarterback for the Tampa Bay Buccaneers, cut his finger instead of the wood."

Why in the hell are you holding the wood your brother is chopping? It's wood, it's not going to run away from you. The Mofo might lose his job over this. Stoopid.

Worst Quote Ever

(Courtesy of my brother)

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

It's been 100 years since the song was written and ESPN is having a contest to see what band plays the best rendition. Check out the Punch Brothers version and if you like them, vote on the right. Skokie's very own Noam Pikelny is the banjo player.

Drunk Driving Isn't Funny

But this article is pretty funny. Especially the "Click-2-Listen" option. Nothing like hearing a female robot saying "I ain't letting that ho take my car."

BOO-HOO

as if millions of (chunky, drunk, muffled by cheese curd) voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced

OHNOES!!!#*^!!

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Hitler is a Giant's Fan

It's ok, he can afford one, don't worry

34+72=awesome

courtesy chicago's own hyde park records (admittedly, i haven't made it down there, but i've heard good things)

and the angels sang ...

have a listen

more on perry's musical career

As Fat Boys become fat men obviously some of the magic that came from their unadulterated youth began to fade. That particular magic had never really been in Stettler’s plans, however. He was a plugger, and he was looking for blatant, shameless ways to cash in, crossover and get that money. The first desperately blatant cash-in project was the 1985 single "CHILLIN WITH THE REFRIGERATOR" (Sutra, 1985). That record seemed more natural than forced, however, as William Perry, star of the media-darlings Super Bowl champ ‘85-86 Chicago Bears, was a joyful, youthful, mammoth novelty star himself. It’s not surprising that they made him "an honorary Fat Boy" on the record, as they sang his praises and honored him by offering Perry "pizza, spaghetti and a pound of veal." Perry posed with the boys for the cover, but doesn’t rap on the record...
info courtesy rocktober
here's the cover

pimpernel, i'm gunnin for yer job as sports-guy of this blog

baby mama drama

and back to politics ... i have a feeling ol' mitt has been left off the bluntest hating because he is just so freakin crazy none of us feel compelled to ridicule ... so i'm doing right by ol' mitt ... especially if you live in michigan, please click that link ... because the GOP deserves the very best