Theo Epstein lookalike presents the Celtics trophy in Vermont over the weekend. No word yet on whether Paul Pierce has returned from Vegas. Photo courtesy Zach / For the Culture.
According this hoochi, Lisa Miceli, she’s the mother of Michael Jordan’s son. The 35-year-old was released from jail Friday after saying she would leave the greatest NBA baller alive.
She was jailed after she kept stalking MJ even after two DNA tests proved that he was the boy’s father. She said she’ll continue to fight to prove that MJ is the 4-year-old’s son, however, in hopes of sucking on the teet of Jordan’s bajillions of dollars.
Question for Jordan if he is in fact this kid’s pops: Why!?!?
You’re Michael Fucking JORDAN! This gal isn’t hideous but she’s got chubby cheeks, streaked hair and a slutty aurora.
Stay strong your royal airness. We’re sure this is just one of thousands of ho-bags who wishes you were their boo.
Baron Davis seems to really be diggin’ the whole viral video concept. First, his bizarre cycling and dancing antics with Steve Nash became an instant Internet classic. Now to top that, he’s intriguing the cyber world with an underlying shot at Golden State brass.
Baron began his latest multimedia extravaganza with authority, as the self-proclaimed “best karaoke on the web cam” with his rendition of Maroon 5’s “Won’t Go Home Without You.”
Now the conspiracy: Davis sings the lyrics: “it’s not over tonight, just give me one more chance to make it right. … I won’t go home without you” … all while a bobblehead of Warriors GM Chris Mullin stands visible in the spotlight, adorned by a stack of dollar bills. Coincidence?
Nothing’s better than an enthusiastically hilarious professional athlete who can keep the media and fans cracking up. It shows they are truly human and fun. Shaq is one of these guys. Eric Byrnes is another example. Sammy Sosa was one of those guys, too.
But one of the best ways to express your fun side if you’re a pro athlete is through the Internet. Yes, the cyberworld opens you up to a much larger audience. Some of the best NBA guys have latched onto this.
Kobe jumping over cars and snakes became popular because of the net. Gilbert Arenas never fails to amaze readers on his blog. And Greg Oden is kinda like a giant teddy bear. But don’t forget about Channing Frye, either.
Would LBJ really bounce to Europe for a fat paycheck? Here’s what’s being said about it around the blogosphere:
Remember that time you told your 8-year-old nephew about the surprise birthday party for his dad? He promised not to tell either of his younger siblings, like 5-year-old Lindsey and 2-year old Mikey, but did so anyways?
And within a matter of hours, the surprise was let loose by Mikey’s not-so-secretive comments at the dinner table, like “Dad you shouldn’t go golfing Saturday.” It doesn’t take a Clue Prodigy to put those pieces together.
Kinda like the candlestick, in the study, with the knife, the NBA gave us the URL, in the web browser, on the Oklahoma City web site (as discovered by The Lost Ogle).
I would’ve voted for the Oklahoma City Death.