A fever-inspired, sports world turned upside-down Chumpservations, Vol. 32

I’ve been bed-ridden lately with a pretty nasty fever so I apologize for not contributing my usual batch of internet clutter.  The good news is that my doctor has ruled out mono, halitosis, gingivitis and chronic tardiness so I got Continue reading

Tiger, Sergio, fried chicken and misplaced racism

“You pat him on the back and say congratulations and enjoy it and tell him not to serve fried chicken next year. Got it? Or collard greens or whatever the hell they serve.”

The newest Laker revitalizes my inner hate as a sports fan

“Why can’t there be some things just for me?  Is that so selfish?” “Actually, that’s the definition of selfish.”