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January 10, 2013


Someone over at Shakesville had a GREAT point about this: Okay, so the quarterback "got" a hot girlfriend, but how did he "get" his hot mom? WAY TO CHOOSE TO BE BORN TO A BABE, BUDDY! GO YOU!

I wish somebody could give sportscasters a memo: Women watch sports also, and always have for many years, and some of us were taken to games BY OUR FATHERS, and taught to throw the ball around too, and we would appreciate concentrating on THE SPORTS or at least giving us straight girl sports fans a shot of a nice boy or two in the crowd if we must be skeezes on people who had the temerity to attend a sporting event while being good-looking.

I was about to ask if there'd be this kind of grotty blather about a female player's babe-alicious husband but then I realized there is never this kind of high-profile coverage of women's sports and I'll be over here banging my head on something hard.


I completely missed the hot mom...

I completely missed the game. But I took my 14-year-old daughter, who throws a tighter spiral than I do despite majoring in soccer, to the Panthers-Raiders game right before Christmas. Don't tell anyone, though; the game was so ugly I'm afraid social services will be after me for grossing out a minor.

seeing Musberger ALWAYS reminds me that one of Nora Ephron's (pretty sure it was Ephron) early 70's collections starts off with an essay on the Bobby Riggs/Billy Jean King tennis match and includes a depiction of our subject making an ass of himself. so sad i cannot recover the exact quote.

Bent Lustburger?

somebody is feeling his viagra.

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