As I have stated in the past, I’m not too big a fan of public transportation. In fact, for the most part I despise it. However, on rare occasion there are some moments where I completely enjoy it.
Last night for example, it was a typical hateful start to the subway. The car was relatively crowded and people were close to touching me. I was definitely a little skiddish. However, once we stopped at 14th St Union Square (I was on my way to Canal Street), it lightened up and I was able to sit in a seat.
The best part was that I had a lot of space and no one was really sitting next to me. I had a chance to see my surroundings and look at all the people. No one really seemed like the type I’d hate, except for this guy who had a Myspace Toolbox look to him, and even he didn’t piss me off.
Why? Because I was sitting there, with a total straight face, blasting my IPod. And what tune came on? “If you Want to be my Lover” by the Spice Girls.
I just found it 100% amusing that all these people who were sitting there must have saw me and my serious face, and yet had absolutely no clue that I was listening to Spice Girls on full blast.
In my coverage of John Daly, I continue to be surprised by most nearly any action this “athlete” takes.
Whether you’ve seen this or not is irrelevant. See it again. He tees off using a beer can in a real event. Granted it was a Pro Am. But damnet if that’s not a real golf event.
And seeing this makes me realize something: there’s very little hope for John Daly.
Remember how awesome this was? This is during the time when Stallone and Hogan were breaking out to the big time. The year was 1982. Hogan was still a bad guy in pro wrestling, 2 years removed from taking on Iron Sheik to start the most historical wrestling career ever.
Where was Stallone? Only becoming one of the hottest action stars on the planet. Between Rocky and Rambo, it was tough to top Sylvester. Plus, they both looked kind of normal then.
Fast forward 26 years later and you now have Stallone with more veins in his body than a 90 year old woman’s spider veined thighs playing John Rambo at 60, and Hogan rubbing oil up his daughter’s crack. Man how they fall.
“The Knicks ended the Las Vegas summer-league yesterday the way they came in - unsure if 19-year-old rookie Danilo Gallinari will contribute this season.”
And who does this remind us of? “And with the 15th pick in the NBA Draft, the New York Knicks Select…..Frederic Weiss!” I can just hear Stern saying it and wish he’d have said Ron Artest.
This came out about a year ago so for those of you who have seen this, great. I personally caught my first glimpse this morning and it I think it’s amazing. His funny accent coupled with being tipsy, plus me hearing Trebek use the phrases “f&ck” and “son of a bitch,” were pretty legendary.
Ever think about that? I mean O.J. Simpson was Nordberg in Naked Gun!! He was the guy in all the Hertz commercials. To this day, ever since that trial, and ever since knowing that the man is a completely sickening person, I find it uncomfortably funny and sad watching these moments.
Sometimes it’s just too strange. Nordberg!
And the guy is still on the streets. Amazing. Simply amazing.
