I wrote an article saying that I didn't care about the Olympics, except for the USA Hoops. I have since been mesmorized by some of the happenings...let's recap:
1. Michael Phelps
This dude is ridiculous...he's the most dominant athlete EVER in the Olympics for one reason...there ain't no pools in the hood. The same thing applied to golf and tennis, and now the best golfer is Black (kinda) and the best Women's tennis players are Black (definitely). All you got to do is introduce the sport to tha hood, and it's over.
2. Women's Sports
Women's sports in the Olympics are like a crappy house party...too many foriegners, ugly broads, and short, young, girls who have crappy I.D.'s, but you say, "what the hell", and try to bang one of them out anyways (WHAAA?!?). Those young girls I'm talking about are the gymnasts, who can't be younger than 16 in order to compete (good rule to have when dating, but may not hold up in court). It turns out China is probably cheating and allowing girls younger than 16 to compete. They won the women's team gymnastics event, and some of those girls looked so young that they look like they had just a dirt infield, without a nappy dugout, if you know what I mean (and, ladies...if you don't know what I mean, get that shit fixed...it ain't cool to have too much grass on tha field). This may be something that you would let your local massage parlor slide with, but it's not cool when it cost the U.S. of A. a gold medal.
3. Nigeria and their abbreviation
I have been watching Soccer and caught Nigeria play a couple of times. They beat the U.S. Men to knock them out of medal contention. The problem I have is with NBC and how they abbreviate Nigeria in the upper left part of the screen: NGR. Now, I may not be the best grammeretician but NGR said out loud is "Nigger". Of course, all the players on Nigeria are black. Coincidence? I think not... And remember that there was never a black person on Friends (in the one episode I watched). I think that NBC needs to change the abbreviation before I organize a Million Man March/Jenkins Family Reunion at 30 Rock...
I know this has nothing to do with the real Olympics...but you wonder why we run from the cops...
Friday, August 15, 2008
My Olympics Summary
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Monday, July 28, 2008
Half-Breed Monday
Today, I choose to focus on two, of the three, most famous half breeds that the world has to offer: Halle Berry and Barack Obama (Tiger "El Nigre" Woods being the third). All are great ambassadors to the African-American race (check that... Obama and Woods are, Berry isn't). All are at the top of their professions, BUT it's time for Berry and Obama to do a little self check on their black sides. Lemme explain...
Halle Berry has pictures taken of her, and her newborn in her backyard and she is suing the paparazzi for invasion of privacy.
One, the paparazzi are wasting their time with these pictures. I don't want to see Halle Berry holding kids (in her arms, but in her mouth, I can do that...sorry...had to be done). That's not sexy. There are brothas locked up who can only jerk off to magazines, and this is the crap they put in there? Ridiculous. Secondly, this is exactly what happens when your white side takes over. Six months of litigation and a settlement. But this isn't going to appease Halle Berry's black side (which she has been ignoring for the last 7 years). What she needs to do is get 5 pitbulls (which should be a prerequisite for any black person who makes more than $45,000 a year), a strap (gun), and a dude around the house who knows how to take care of business. I'm not saying get back together with David "Rough" Justice, because he is a wife beater, but stop hanging with these breezy, male model types. I would feel comfortable with Eric Benet or Gabriel Aubry being around the house, if I were trespassing. Now, if Ms. Berry went out with T.I. or 50, I would keep my distance.
Now...for Sen. Obama, who just got back from an important trip overseas, where pundits will dissect whether or not he has what it takes to deal with the rest of the world, if he were to be president.
Mr. Obama...I know you are confident about everything you say or do, and sometimes people think you're arrogant, etc. But, people are going to second guess you if you're talking to proper to foriegn leaders. They'll be like, "I don't know about Obama, he speaks too well as a Negro to get things done overseas. They might think he's talking down to them." Fuck that. Let your Black side take over. When they ask about Afganistan, remember what it was like to walk into that little Afghani deli on the corner for blunts and a fifth of Hen:
Reporter: What do you think about the direction of Afganistan?
Black Obama: I think dey betta stop following me around (the store) before I put my foot up dey ass! Dey shit's stale anyways, and that nigga Akmed be spitting when he talks...
When they ask about Cuba, and the inevitable leadership change there...remember what it was like going to the club, and getting into it with some Cubans:
Reporter: Are you pleased with what's going on in Cuba?
Obama: I don't say shit! You gotta be careful wit dem niggas...they like to play baseball, so you know dey got some bats in the trunk...
Another good trick would be to pretend that you don't know the difference between Cuba and Puerto Rico. The key is making the rest of the world think you are crazier then they are (a popular Black fighting technique, when we don't really wanna fight).
So, Ms. Berry and Sen. Obama, keep up what you do, but do it with soul, with conviction, and with a fifth of Henny pumping through your veins, and people won't fuck wit ya.
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Saturday, July 26, 2008
Dream Team
The Dream Team played in Vegas yesterday, and put on a show, routing the Canadians by fitty. The team is the best team since the original version, and will destroy the world in Beijing. They actually bring up a very good question, though. Would I care about the Olympics if there wasn't a Dream Team going there? No. Do I care about one-legged sprinters trying to make it to Beijing, or sick passes from J-Kidd? J-Kidd. Do I care if Iraq sends athletes to the Olympics, or Kobe lighting up some third-world country for 70? Kobe. Do I care about a 41 year-old American swimmer who is defying all odds to go for gold, or LeBron dunking so hard on a Chinaman that they change the name of General Tso's Chicken to Kentucky Fried Chicken? Of course, KFC. So those are the story lines I care about, other than watching gymnastics to figure out with Eastern Bloc ho's are flexible enough to handle my pommel horse (and when they light the flame with that giant joint).
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Thursday, July 24, 2008
Signs of the Apocalypse
I was thinking about how good it feels to be a Mets fan today, versus a month and a half ago, when I wrote my last article. The Mets just finished beating the crap outta the Phillies to take first place today, and Carlos Delgado was the hero. The funny thing about the article, last month, was that I called Carlos Delgado a bum (and the season isn't done yet, so he hasn't lifted that tag yet). Since then he's been the catalyst of the Mets offense (he's hitting .307, 11 dongs, 30 ribbies since the article), and the pitching has been phenomenal. So this is starting to look familiar...like the time I wrote the article about the Giants being good enough to win it all in October last year (NO!!!!! Your never going to stop hearing about that!!!). I'm going on a limb right now, and saying that the Mets have what it takes to win the mediocre National League, and who knows? Maybe win it all... But enough about the Mets, because they have been known to shit on my emotions before (and, with their payroll, they should win the NL)...
I have been in Vegas for a while, and every day's temperature averages 106-ish...so I believe the world is going to hell in a hand basket, and all the earthquakes, hurricanes, etc. are proof. I believe in positive and negative energy (drinks) and there are reasons for these phenomenons...
1. Jessie Spano (Elizabeth Berkley) is putting a stamp on her career that will make her the most successful cast member of Saved by The Bell.
When I watched Saved By the Bell back in the day, I thought that order of hotness of all the girls went like this:
1. Kelly Kapowski
2. Lisa Turtle
3. Jessie Spano
Kelly (Tiffani-Amber Thiessen) went on to 90210, then disappeared. Lisa Turtle (Lark Voorhees) straight up disappeared. The guys on the show Zach Morris and Screech, went on to NYPD Blue and home porn respectively (yes, Screech was in a porno called Saved by the Smell which we will no longer talk about). And the one transsexual cast member, A.C. Slater, is now hosting America Best Dance Crew on MTV (it's amazing...he actually makes J.C. Chasez look straight). Back to the ladies...how has Jessie Spano shot to the top of the charts? First was Showgirls, which came out in 1995 when I was a young boy of only 13 inches. This opened my eyes to the world of after midnight Cinemax. Now she's going to be on the L-Word...a show about carpet eaters on Showtime. I'll never watch this show, but at least the girl is working hard doing things that make sense, like other chicks. Therefore, she is the most accomplished member of the Saved by the Bell crew, which I could have never predicted.
2. Madonna ends A-Rod's marriage
I hate to bring up Kobe in this discussion (because he makes the world a better place), but what happened to the days when a star athlete would put his marriage on the rocks by banging a hooker, stripper, or high school (I mean college) girl , and denying it until his wife forgave him? A-Rod decides to get caught banging Madonna, and it's not like he owns a time machine. She's 35 and not hot anymore. If I'm paying a guy $27 million a year, I want him to mess with a $27 million dollar a year girl (a.k.a. 5 girls every night, using all holes). Otherwise, stick to being married, and don't let your personal life affect the team. Why is he married anyways? All I know is that I can start writing more slanderous articles about gay encounters between him and Derek Jeter, and that's a good thing.
3. NBA players are heading overseas for more money
I could write a real sports article on how the basketball landscape is changing, and how David Stern needs to change the financial structure of the NBA to allow teams to actually make a profit, but that ain't happening. Bottom line is mid-tier players are getting more money to play in Europe (translation: brothas are getting more money to ball in Europe, and we all know how much European ho's love the brothas...BALLIN'!!!!). So, how is this the sign of the apocalypse? Well, lets put it this way...what happens if Ron Artest signs to play in Iran? Then he knocks up the whole female population. Then in twenty-five years, we'll have a Ayatollah Ron Artest Jr....then the United States will have a real problem. This could happen and David Stern needs to step in a prevent this from happening! I mean...the second Ron Artest steps inside of the Iranian border, they officially have a weapon of mass destruction, and we would have to bomb them back to the Stone Age (a.k.a. Iran circa 2006). I know Ron Ron ain't signing there, but some other ignorant brotha will, and the U.S. will feel the wrath if we're not careful.
no photoshop needed...
So there it is...three signs of the apocalypse...actually four, because Carlos Delgado can actually catch up to a belt-high 89 m.p.h. fastball. Let's GO METS!!!
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Thursday, June 26, 2008
NBA DRAFT LIVE BLOG!
It's that time of the year...time for my "Basketball Super Bowl", the NBA Draft. A lot of you may be wondering why the Draft is the culmination of my basketball year, and the reason is...I'M A PROUD KNICKS FAN!!!! We are tied for first right now, and tonight will be a huge indication on what the Donnie Walsh/Mike D'Antoni era is all about...
BTW...some of you may be saying, "Laredo, you're black...isn't the NBA All-Star game your Super Bowl?" It isn't because the All-Star weekend is too dangerous, and no players on my team ever go, so I'm not a big "let's go to All-Star weekend and get crunk" kinda guy...oh yeah
There needs to be a reality show that follows Imus to All-Star weekend. I'm pretty sure he is super-not welcome at any All Star weekend event...especially when Adam "Pacman" Jones has a lifetime title of "Master of Cermonies and Making it Rain and Having People Sprayed Up of the NBA All Star Weekend"....
Anyways....drinks? Check... ESPN on? Check... Live Blog Active? Check... Gas Can and Matches with a one way flight to Madison Square Garden? Check... OKAY, KNICKS!!!! LET'S GO!!!!!!
4:30 ET
Stu Scott is already pissing me off...
4:31 ET
David Stern is pissing me off...Bulls on da clock, no doubt Derrick Rose
4:36 ET
Derrick Rose...one the eventual great point guards in the league...He has everything, and the moves that most guards pick up later in their careers (midrange, teardrop, etc.) he has right now. I hate the Bulls, but this was a no brainer and he will be better than Beasley.
4:41 ET
NO!!!! Stephen A. is interviewing these guys after they're picked?!?! Will he automatically rip the guy the Knicks pick, right to his face?
4:43 ET
Beasley numba two to the Heat...Marion and Beasley on the front line will look like something out of Chernobyl...they're both athletic freaks, and Beasley has orange hair...and so does his mom! Good pick...let's see if he's going to be a Heat for much longer...
4:45 ET
Okay...as a Knicks fan, this is the most important part of the draft...T'Wolves and Sonics...two teams that can throw up major bricks, and what do you know? The f'n T'Wolves take Ovington J'Anthony Mayo...a.k.a. the O.J. that went to USC who didn't kill anybody. The Knicks needed the Wolves to pick Brook "Next Chris Mihm" Lopez....I know the Sonics are looking to pull a tank job on the city of Seattle, so Brook "My last name is Lopez, and I look like a white guy, but I still drink Tecate" Lopez could go next....
4:53 ET
Settle on the clock and David Stern says through his shit-eating grin:??????
Russell Westbrook...DGLjarl;f jarlharh jadl; galdgas fuck!!! I wanted him, but that means one of two things: The Knicks have the ability to pick either Bayless or Love (two guys I really like) or Gallinari (who I wan't to stay away from, but I wouldn't be pissed with) and (2) a trade for Memphis' 5 (while keeping the six) is definitly possible because shedding payroll, for the Griz, will be better for this team than picking a young guy who they're unsure of (a lot of guys didn't seem like they wanted to work out for Memphis)...hopefully D. "the game fixer" Stern comes back announcing a trade that the Knicks have the 5 and 6....
5:01 ET
Love to the Grizz...say what you want about the Gasol trade, but they will have Conley, Crittenton, Gay, Love (lol...gay love), and Milicic 1 thru 5, whoever they trade Mike Miller for, plus they will be under the cap around the same time these five start getting good together...good pick, but I'm concerned with the next pick, so let's go Knicks!!!
5:05 ET
I WANT BAYLESS!
5:07 ET
FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Danilo Gallinari
Gas can...check...matches, check....why didn't we draft Bayless?
5:10 ET
Danilo: "I like to win and play hard" "I like to win and play hard" "I would like to help the team win"
We've had Italian players before, we got Chef-Boy-Ar-Dee playing center, and fucking Al Capone playing power forward......sdagljawr ha;erlhjelhaer lh
I'm taking a half hour off
5:13 ET
Eric Gordon goes 7 to the Clips...a bust to be...with Bayless and Augustin on the board, the Knicks need to see if they can make a deal...WHY?!?!! GALLINARI?!?!
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Tell me something I didn't know...GFY Edition
Tell me something I didn't know...
It's a sarcastic cliche that people use all the time...here's another one: Go Fuck Yourself. So today, I bring back an old favorite of mine, the GFY (Go Fuck Yourself) list. The theme will be things I know but am pissed about. Simple enough...
1. The NBA is fixed...
You don't have to look far from last night's NBA Finals game two. I'm not saying Boston didn't deserve to win, but I am saying that the referee's were sooooooooo into the vibe that the home crowd was giving off, they made a ton of calls for the Celtics, and not many for the Lakers. All you have to do is look at the offensive foul they called for Kobe's 2nd foul and look no further. I'm not saying that they were giving calls to the Celtics, but they were calling nothing for the Lakers. I expect the Lakers to get the same calls, in L.A....but in the end it comes down to David Stern...who get's a big GFY.
Update (6:15 P.M. EST) - Tim Donaghy just said that the 2002 Western Conference Semis (Lakers beat the Kings in 7) were fixed by two refs...I remember watching those games and thinking something was up, but something is telling me Donaghy is telling the truth, and the NBA is in deep do-do (shit).
2. Carlos Delgado is a bum
I know that he's almost 36 and regular humans don't get better as they get older, but here are some assumptions about Carlos Delgado that I have to get off my chest (this is after watching him boot a ground ball in yesterday's game in San Diego...yeah, I know he gotta couple of hits, BUT he still a bum). Here are the assumptions (and he's a class act, so it's kinda hard to lower the boom on him, but at LS.com nobody is exempt):
1. I'm under the impression that Carlos was on something...
YES, I am accusing Delgado of juicing. He's smaller than he was when he first came to the Mets, his production has gone down the shitter, and he swings and misses too much. He gets beat with fastballs in places where he didn't before. He wants to get to 500 HR's and is 61 away...Bring the girl ya brought to the dance...the little green homerun hitters (that's a foreshadow for number 3)
2. His passiveness is the reason the Mets are passive.
So we got this big, black guy playing first base...and he's a pussy (well, let's just say I think he's too laid back, but someone can be "laid back" and still have the fire to hustle every play, AND FIELD GROUND BALLS). I do think he is a good human being, but on the baseball field, he's the guy who bridges the gap between the English speaking vets, and the Latin speaking vets. He needs to be on the back page of the paper more often calling people "Gringos" and "Maricons". He needs to show some fire, and he might get angry and start playing better. A good Delgado, plus a healthy Alou, is what makes the lineup go. The Mets have to be the team that NO team is scarred of charging the mound against. There is no edge. If Delgado said more, then the whole team would have more of a bravado, and the Mets would win the NL East.
3. Carlos Delgado isn't the same person as of two years ago...He's really Pedro Cerrano...
Remember in Major League when Pedro Cerrano needed to sacrifice a live chicken to ensure he was going to have a good game? (for those of you too young to remember, it's a must watch...for those of you to young to remember that are female...310-903-3796). Then they got a bucket of KFC instead, and Pedro hit a game tying home run, and the Indians won the AL East. Well Carlos Delgado came to the Mets, hits some home runs, the Mets won the NL East...but it isn't a coincidence. A great sequel was expected in both. Didn't happen. Remember the crapshed movie that was Major League 2? Remember the crapshed season that was 2007 for the Mets? Both had Carlos Cerrano's fingerprints all over them. Remember Major League 3? Ya know about the '08 Mets... So I'm pretty confident that they ARE the same person. When you look at their pictures...it's no wonder they have never been seen in the same place.
See, same guy...So here is a big GFY to Carlos Delgado...GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!! (translation: I know a good HGH guy..310-903-3796)
Stay tuned for a David Wright/Roger Dorn article in 10 years....
3. The Chicago Bears need a QB
This might be the only "Tell me something I didn't know..." that's super obvious, BUT... here's the issue. Cedric Benson, Chicago's star, bust running back got nailed for driving under the influence TWICE, in Texas, in the last month (once in a boat, once in a car with some big ass rims). Then the Bears released him yesterday(okay...I started off saying the Bears needed a QB...but I don't wanna talk about it...I wanted to take a stance on how certain NFL players get a long leash, and some don't...but I woulda cut this bitchassni**a last year... there is no real purpose for "The Chicago Bears need a QB"...I just think it's time for a run-on sentence in CAPS, even though white people say 'you speak so well', because FUCKDAPOLICE). YA'LL THINK BECAUSE A BROTHA IS DRIVING A BOAT, AND HE'S GOT COGNAG ON BOARD, HE'S DRUNK? LIKE WE PLAN ON CRASHIN DAT SHIT AND SWIMMIN TO SHORE WE PLAN ON DRINKIN YAK BIG PIMPIN, SON WE AIN'T GETTIN OUR GATORS WET OR TAKING SWIMMIN' LESSONS AND SO WHAT I GOT A FRESH LINE UP, FRESH OUTFIT, BOUT TO HAVE THE PARKING LOT ON SMASH YOU AIN'T GOTTA PULL A BROTHER OVER BECAUSE HE GOT A CHEVY WITH A 454 IN THE HOOD, 125 ON DA DASH!!!
(back to 'you speak so well' mode):
Here's a hearty GFY to all Po'lice who got gotta hate on a brotha because he's flossin'...GFY, puercos...
So, GFY's to David Stern and da' Police (who have to have the most GFY's ever), and a GFY to Carlos Pedro Cerrano Delgado....
Peace, and see ya'll, tomorrow?
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Saturday, June 7, 2008
Summer Snatch - Finals Edition
It seems like every time I take a hiatus from writing my article, I reinvent a part of myself, so I can come back with fresh ideas. But, I'm a guy, so the only thing I have my mind on is sex, sports, food, cars, and drinking...so my ideas are as fresh as Audrey Bitoni's pee flapper after a hard day's work (Ms. Bitoni is the girl above, and if ya thought I matured during my hiatus, then you'll also believe that she is a virgin...in all holes). The sports seasons are changing, though. The NBA Finals just kicked off (the draft is coming up), baseball is in full swing, and hockey just ended. Throw in the French Open and Big Brown's eventual Triple Crown victory and you have a smörgåsbord of phenomenal sporting events. You know what's going on already...but you want predictions. And I got 'em...
Lemme start with the NBA...
We're one game into the Finals, and we're in for a classic. This is what the NBA needed, and I think the Lakers are going to pull it off. But here are the most important storylines to pay attention to:
1. Will Stuart Scott stop threatening viewers, and will his eye finally roll out of his head on live TV?
Stuart Scott is dangerously approaching Chris Berman level...fuck dat...he's at Dane Cook's level. Like Dane Cook, he's not funny, he's long winded, and he's probably been closer to Jessica Alba than I have, which is a travesty. The f'd up thing is before every commercial break he's like, "Don't turn the channel or we'll come to your house and pull the cable out." Word?!?! Please, Stuart, come to my house and try! You probably couldn't see the number on my house with your gooogly eye. Why did they get rid of Dan Patrick? Where is he? FIND HIM AND GET HIM IN THERE!! While we're on the subject of the TV coverage
2. Do all the commentators have to be former Knicks?
Van Gundy, Mark Jackson, Mike Breen, Marv Albert...the list goes on and on. It's not like they are bad commentators, but it just opens the door for a Stephon Marbury/Isaiah Thomas broacasting team in a couple years. I can see it now
Steph: That was a great play by Chris Paul.
Isaiah: It was similar to something I would do back in the day.
S: I know what else you would do back in the day...that 16 year old girl sitting in row 3.
Isaiah: That's it! Your suspneded...until the next commercial break.
S: Let's throw it back to Stuart Scott who's on location at Laredo's house, trying to pull out the cable. Stuart?
Stuart Scott: Hi...I'm at LaredoSlider's house where I just had my good eye stabbed out....
Laredo Slider: BoooYah, muthafucka!!
3. Kobe is a better teammate, and he's got AIDS.
All the commentators are saying, "Kobe's a better teammate", and, "He's one of the guys now". Not true at all...here's the translation: He's not banging out broads in every city he goes to now. That's it. Why is he hanging out with the guys? Because he probably got some disease that doesn't allow him to fuck (wheather they like it or not) girls without getting sued. The only whole in this theory is that if Kobe had AIDS, it would be cured tomorrow.
Anyways...Lakers in 7...I'll talk draft tomorrow...next my baseball prediction
The Cubs and White Sox will play in the World Series, and there will be a bench clearing brawl.
It will be Ozzie Guillen, Aramis Ramirez, and Carlos Zambrano vs. everybody in the stands and on the field. It'll be great. Pitbulls and chickens will come outta nowhere.
In tennis, Ana Ivanovic will win the French Open, and give me a exclusive interview afterwards.
The interview will be viewable on eskimotube.com...Search for keywords: foreign objects, tennis rackets, trophy, anal, shooting tennis balls, and facial.
Okay...last prediction
Big Brown will win the Triple Crown, only to have it taken away after it is found out that it's just Barry Bonds in a horse costume.
It's obvious the horse is on steroids, and it's named Big Brown. By the way, it's great that the horse is named Big Brown. If Big Brown wins, EVERY BLACK MAN IN THE WORLD HAS TO GO TO A BAR TONIGHT AND USE A PICKUP LINE WITH BIG BROWN IN IT. This is a godsend! I've been practing:
"Did you see the race today? Big Brown won...by 13 inches"
or
"I heard that Big Brown needs a new jockey, and is only auditioning white girls"
or
"Hey, baby...lets go back to my stable, so I can introduce you to Big Brown...but, I must warn you...he spits"
or
"Whoops...wrong hole...but, if you leave a Big Brown spot on my sheets...that's yo ass."
or
"I help you pay for the euthanization of any Little Brown's"
Sorry...abortion isn't a joke. Lemme change the last one.
"If you say that kid is mine...I'll run like Big Brown."
There ya go...now you have a guide to sports for the Summer. I didn't want to make a long article, so I'll give ya another one tomorrow. Some Obama/Clinton things, NBA draft, and a recap of how my pickup lines go...I'm out like Big Brown before he spits in some girls eye....
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