Category Archives: Sports Shit
Alleged straight men electing to wear femme leotards, willingly rolling around the floor with strange men in suggestive poses, sometimes putting their heads near their opponents’ balls and/or asses. Gay? Naaaah. Now what made me ever think of THAT?
So ABCnews.com had an interesting little article on their site today. Apparently, two gifted college wrestlers were kicked off Nebraska’s elite wrestling team after nude photos of them appeared on a gay porn Web site.
Too bad – these guys are actually kinda cute. Well, at least the dude on the left is. The one on the right kinda looks like someone took Matt Damon’s face and stretched it out like it was Silly Putty.
According to ABCnews.com, Paul Donahoe and Kenny Jordan, who both wrestled for the Cornhuskers, received undisclosed compensations from the site Fratmentv.com for pictures that showed each of the athletes naked and in various states of sexual arousal.
John Marsh, owner of Fratmentv.com, told ABCnews.com that the photos have since been pulled from the site. Bummer.
“Virtually all of the guys we shoot are straight, including Mr. Donahoe and Mr. Jordan,” Marsh said. “The reason they call it gay porn is because the primary audience is gay men.”
And I’m confident that if I went out and interviewed 10 straight men right now, most of them wouldn’t mind knowing that some horny dude is going to be doing the 5-knuckle shuffle on his Trouser Trout after seeing them featured in the latest gay nudie mag.
Well then, Mr. Marsh. Grab your magic lamp, hop on your favorite unicorn and call me from a banana because I’ve got a beautiful piece of land to sell you in the Everglades.
Did I happen to mention my disdain for Mr. Favre lately? Oh yeah, I did that the other day. But let me just reiterate: I HATE BRETT FAVRE! If only for the fact that his last name makes no phonetical sense whatsoever (the damed thing should be spelled F-A-R-V-E). I’m sure English teachers everywhere cringe whenever his name comes up.
So I’m sure the Jets are loving their shiny new Broadway Brett tool toy by now, especially after Wednesday morning’s practice where he fired off quite a few duds because his poor wittle “wocket arm” was tired. Boo hoo.
According to Yahoo News, NFL’s most cryingest quarterback (and Rhodes Scholar apparently) admitted that “I felt 38 today. “I’m not going to lie to you.”
Hmmm. Maybe that’s because YOU ARE 38 YOU MORON! By the way, have I mentioned lately how much I hate Brett Favre?
And The Genius goes on:
“My arm’s kind of dragging a little bit today,” Favre said. “It’s not really sore, but just fatigued. To be honest with you, I’m surprised that, I don’t want to say I feel good, that I’ve been able to make it through every practice so far.”
“I didn’t throw the ball that well this morning, underthrew some throws,” Favre said. “No pain, but I’m 38 years old. It’s going to be fatigued a little bit.”
I’m sure Coach Eric Mangini is feeling really confident about his latest trade. Boy – I sure am glad I’m not a Jets fan right now. Suckers.
By the way, did I mention how much I hate Brett Favre?
Yahoo News reports that the “prestigious” Princeton Review survey deemed University of Florida as the #1 party school in the nation stealing the title away from and beating out the and Penn State University. Go Gators!
Unless you live on another planet in a galaxy far far away, you probably know by now that The Gators won two national basketball championships in 2006 and 2007 and one national football title at the end of the 2006 season. And one university spokesman is using these impressive stats as the collective source behind all the non-stop partying.
“The fact that we have three national championships in two years is probably a major contributing factor,” spokesman Steve Orlando said. “We know our students like to have a good time.”
Uh, yeah. Just slightly.
My darling husband refuses to believe this news and told me that the Princeton Review can just go f*ck itself. Party pooper.
If you’re a Florida Gator, do you agree or disagree with the Princeton Review’s findings?
Also, have you touched Tim Tebow yet? C’mon – I wanna know! What a hunk (swoon)…