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1999:
The Saints give it all for Ricky. Even funnier in retrospect,
eh?
You Don't Know Jackass
Word has come down that a scheduled match at WWE's Summerslam Pay-Per-View featuring the guys from Jackass has been cancelled. That's certainly not a good sign for professional wrestling, is it? When grown men who make their livings stapling things to themselves and defecating in public don't want to sully their good name by associating with the industry of pro wrestling, the future ain't looking too bright. When porn stars won't take free tickets because they don't want to appear low-rent, you're in trouble.
Worse still, another professional wrestling organization has reportedly signed Titans ne'er-do-well Pac-Man Jones. I can't wait for his first "Strip-Club Shootout Match." Better yet, bring in Michael Vick for a dog-collar match. Or how about a battle royal between Pac-Man, Vick, and the entire Cincinatti Bengals team that only ends when Tank Johnson drunkenly drives his SUV through the ring, then gets out and opens fire on the survivors to make sure there were no witnesses? Then when he's done, out of nowhere Barry Bonds repels down into the ring and cleans house with a baseball bat, then his head explodes.
Times are tough for everybody it seems. I saw today that Falcons quarterback Michael Vick's benefit event for Virginia Tech had to be postponed because of all the bad publicity he's been getting. No word on when "Dog-Fight-A-Palooza" will be rescheduled. Hopefully it's not on the same night as Pac-Man Jones' "Strip Club Shootout For Seniors" benefit or the "Cincinnati Bengals Drunk-Drivers For Christ Jamboree." I'd hate to have to choose between the events.
There are just a few days remaining until baseball attempts the suicide squeeze. Collect those Montreal Expos souvenirs now, sports fans.
The two sides have made some progress, agreeing on drug testing for the players for the next two years. Of course, this is only a stopgap measure. By next season, the Tigers and Royals will be complaining that the Yankees players are testing positive for more expensive drugs than their players.
One of the problems people have is identifying the problems, as watching Baseball Tonight has suddenly become as tedious as lip- reading C-SPAN. I watched a debate on the luxury tax and revenue sharing the other day. Both sides were well-informed and backed up their position very eloquently. I guess. I mean, within the first three minutes, I was bored out of my mind and scanning to see if "South Park" or "Jackass" was on. The leisurely pace of the negotiations seems to really frustrate baseball fans. If Bud Selig had directed "Field Of Dreams," the guys would have died of old age again by the time they came out of the cornfield.
For the first time ever, Major League baseball streamed an entire game on the internet, showing the Rangers and Yankees this past week. The broadcast reportedly went well, although people with slow internet connections complained the Rangers' pitches didn't appear to be moving at all. Bud Selig said the experiment was a success, then announced plans to contract the internet in 2003.
A jury decided this week that the Florida Marlins were not liable for an eye injury suffered by a fan struck by a flying T-shirt at one of their games. Of course, it probably didn't help that the poor guy was the only guy sitting in left field, and had to lie there for an hour until someone else wandered into his section.
Insert your own joke here: The Texas Rangers announced this week that pitcher John Rocker, who is on the disabled list, would have a nerve test this week. Who's got more nerve than John Rocker? That's like testing Barry Bonds for ego.
The NBA has signed a deal to televise its games in Spanish for the next three years. The agreement calls for Telemundo to receive 15 regular season games, a weekly talk show, and three Laker victory parades.
College football is underway, and this year there's more to play for in Florida than just the National Championship. Florida, Florida State, and Miami are playing for the Florida Cup, a state trophy that sounds like it's taken from Anita Bryant's closet. Like Florida schools needed anything else to hate each other? Giving the team that beats their two biggest rivals a trophy is like presenting the Super Bowl winners with a twenty-dollar Wal- Mart gift certificate. Sometimes the joy is in the winning. And if it's not, it's certainly in the trash talking, gloating, and recruiting advantages.
In other college football news, the Big 12 Conference has announced a tie-in with the Humanitarian Bowl, giving the conference an unprecedented eight Bowl spots for twelve teams. Since pretty much everybody that beats Baylor will get a Bowl game if they're eligible, look for the Big 12 preconference schedules to continue to be easier to get through than Byron Hanspard's last semester at Texas Tech.
The Denver Broncos wound up having to pay for damages resulting from a prank on their rookies. After rookies were covered with flour and maple syrup, they sprayed a fire extinguisher into Shannon Sharpe's dorm room, causing up to three thousand dollars in damages. The team announced they would pay for all damages, as well as any others resulting from someone trying to shut Shannon Sharpe up.
Former Dallas Cowboy Nate Newton was sentenced this week to thirty months in prison on a federal drug trafficking charge after getting caught twice this past year hauling marijuana. Nate pled guilty as part of a plea bargain, which also granted him immunity for fifteen years of holding penalties. Former Falcon/Niner/ Cowboy/Redskin/Member of Hammer's Posse Deion Sanders was a character witness for Newton, saying afterwards that he felt financial pressures led Newton to the illegal activity. You know, it doesn't say much for Newton's agent that he could play in the USFL and fifteen years in the NFL and still not have enough cash to pay his bills without having to make "Smokey and the Bandit Meets Cheech and Chong" pot runs across the lower forty-eight. After sixteen years of pro football, I would hope retirement is more relaxation and less "Midnight Express," wouldn't you?
And finally, Gus Frerotte has won the starting quarterback job with the Cincinnati Bengals. Frerotte (7-8 as a starter, 0-1 vs. stadiums) proved all of his critics wrong when they said he'd never be a starting quarterback in the NFL again. You know, it's not the first time that people have underestimated Jon Kitna.
Vikings kicker Gary Anderson became the all-time leading scorer in NFL history this week with 2004 points. After the game, he was congratulated by his children, who were both wearing Randy Moss Vikings jerseys. If this doesn't go to show that kickers will never get any respect in the game of football, I don't know what will.
The Baltimore Ravens continue to have more problems scoring than Pat Buchanan at a NOW convention, with the touchdown-less streak standing at sixteen quarters. Brian Billick benched quarterback Tony Banks and went to backup Trent Dilfer in the second half of this game. Isn't that one of the stages of Grief? Denial, anger, Dilfer, acceptance.
In an ironic twist, Bengals running back Corey Dillon, who already owns the rookie single-game rushing record, ran for 278 yards against the Broncos to own the all-time single-game mark as well. The ironic part here is that all Dillon really wants to run is out of Cincinnati. As for Denver, the last team I saw have this much trouble bringing down a running back was the LAPD.
By the way, before Bengals fans become convinced their team is turning things around, check out the quarterbacks in this game. Akili Smith was 2-9 for 34 yards, Scott Mitchell was 0-5 with no touchdowns and five cheeseburgers. Those are numbers that even the propaganda spin doctors at NFL Films will have a hard time turning positive. "The Cincinnati Bengals 2000 Video Yearbook: Every Pass an Adventure!"
After the Cowboys 48-7 win over Arizona, I think we can all agree on two things. It was wrong for the crowd to boo Troy Aikman last week. And, it was pretty much 100% correct for a crowd to boo the Cardinals.
And finally, I know I'm not much for current events, but I think Jim Lehrer did an awful job moderating the President's Cup.
Vikings kicker Gary Anderson became the all-time leading scorer in NFL history this week with 2004 points. After the game, he was congratulated by his children, who were both wearing Randy Moss Vikings jerseys. If this doesn't go to show that kickers will never get any respect in the game of football, I don't know what will.
The Baltimore Ravens continue to have more problems scoring than Pat Buchanan at a NOW convention, with the touchdown-less streak standing at sixteen quarters. Brian Billick benched quarterback Tony Banks and went to backup Trent Dilfer in the second half of this game. Isn't that one of the stages of Grief? Denial, anger, Dilfer, acceptance.
In an ironic twist, Bengals running back Corey Dillon, who already owns the rookie single-game rushing record, ran for 278 yards against the Broncos to own the all-time single-game mark as well. The ironic part here is that all Dillon really wants to run is out of Cincinnati. As for Denver, the last team I saw have this much trouble bringing down a running back was the LAPD.
By the way, before Bengals fans become convinced their team is turning things around, check out the quarterbacks in this game. Akili Smith was 2-9 for 34 yards, Scott Mitchell was 0-5 with no touchdowns and five cheeseburgers. Those are numbers that even the propaganda spin doctors at NFL Films will have a hard time turning positive. "The Cincinnati Bengals 2000 Video Yearbook: Every Pass an Adventure!"
After the Cowboys 48-7 win over Arizona, I think we can all agree on two things. It was wrong for the crowd to boo Troy Aikman last week. And, it was pretty much 100% correct for a crowd to boo the Cardinals.
And finally, I know I'm not much for current events, but I think Jim Lehrer did an awful job moderating the President's Cup.
Welcome to the NFL of the nineties, as it looks like all six divisions will be won this year by different teams than last year's champions. Some people would look at that, and say the NFL's desire to level the playing field is working. Let's face it, anyone who's a fan of this system is a fan of a bad football team. Take the guy at work who's shown a renewed interest in the NFL, check his closet and you'll probably find a Cardinals or Rams jersey in there somewhere.
Will somebody make the quarterback go-round stop? Over half the teams in the league are experiencing technical difficulties with their signal-callers, and it doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon. With two more expansion teams soon to enter the fray and further drain the talent pool, is there anything the NFL can do? If it gets any worse, they'll have to start playing rookie quarterbacks and signing guys in their forties who've been retired for years.
Apparently, it took about ten games for the Cincinnati Bengals to learn about quarterback Neil O'Donnell what they could have learned from any scouting report on Pittsburgh or the New York Jets, so they sent him to the bench. Alternately, they could have learned this information by simply asking any Pittsburgh football fan, any New York sports writer, or Larry Brown.
Another week, another free agent signing. Another team forks over a million dollars to buy a player out of his contract, gives him a raise and pins all of their hopes of the future on him. In the hot stove league that includes Bernie Williams, Randy Johnson, and Mo Vaughn, who'd have thought the first big signing would be former ESPN sports anchor Keith Olbermann? Fox Sports shelled out the big dough for their quick-fix free agent, time remains to tell whether he'll be the Mark McGwire that brings everyone to the ballpark, or the Albert Belle that you immediately regret the morning after.
Speaking of the morning after, Dennis Rodman got married to model/singer/actress/Baywatch Babe/Mensa chairperson (just checking to see if you're still with me) Carmen Electra. The happy couple was excited to learn of their nuptials the next day upon awakening and sobering up. Rodman's inebriated marriage to Electra has caused alcohol consumption nationwide to go up, as guys everywhere attempt to buy into a piece of that luck. Remember fellas, not everyone gets to marry a Baywatch babe. You could wind up married to Tommy Lee. Save the receipts on those gifts, everybody. This one'll turn over like fast food counter help.
In spite of the league's best efforts, the NHL still has less scoring than a first date with Kathie Lee Gifford. After a month, the "fastest game in the world" is pulling in viewers like a Mickey Rourke movie, and that's without the distraction of the NBA. Every time a guy goes on a breakaway and picks up a skier, that's another missed chance for the NHL. Luckily, the NHL continues to do one thing well, and that's give itself a black eye. Last week's Bruins-Capitals game had two hundred and seventy penalty minutes, six fights, and twelve ejections. I watched the highlights of the fights the next day on television, which should show you one of the problems the league is having right there.
Meanwhile in the cold stove league of the NBA, the older players are bunkering down for a long fight with the owners, while the younger players are getting ready to regret not staying in college. Several players are contemplating playing overseas, which should thrill the dozen or so people who have already had the foresight to start a Greek Fantasy Basketball League for next year. The rest of us, we're left to sit and wait, and worse still, listen to Karl Malone.
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