Even in death, legendary boxing showman Hector "Macho" Camacho is still entertaining, producing one of the best headlines of the year (and quite possibly of all-time).
Rest in peace, Macho (well, after the ladies stop fighting over you, that is).
The indignations keep rolling in for the Jets. First, they are told by a 'First Responder' that they are dead to him, and now their sweet gear has been put on deep discount. What's next? Will FootFetishTube.com get raided and taken down by the FBI?
... for having your bloated, grecian stained finger on the pulse of major college athletics when you "wrote" your web only ESPN post, rubbing salt in the wound that "was" Notre Dame football. Our favorite line in the column is this:
"When your NBC contract expires in 2015, do the right thing and don't renew. Lower some expectations until you can turn this thing around. And you're a Mars Rover trip from turning it around."
Hmmm.... How ironic. Slick Rick should consider his own words when he approaches ESPN about his soon to be expiring contract. We look forward to not reading his farewell column on ESPN after it as announced that Rick has decided to "explore other opportunities."
Reilly with his 'Scoreboard Pointing' inducing wife?
As if last night's performance could get any worse, it seems that superfan Fireman Ed might have finally had enough of his J-E-T-S because he D-E-L-E-T-E-D his Twitter account. Our guess is that this will be a Twitter-only hiatus, but if he is gone for good, we will always have this classic douche-off to remember the bulbous-headed assclown.
We still find ourselves a little disappointed that Gang Green's resident tough guy decided to delete his Twitter account, though that might even be sadder than Fireman Ed's unfortunate existence. Its' worth noting, however, that the Giants' 'License Plate Guy' would never puss out like this.
Finally, we will leave you with the obligatory GIF that is currently breaking the internet. This may have been the final straw:
The above footage is just another example of why there should be a team of dedicated producers documenting Rasheed Wallace's season with the New York Knicks. Listen carefully after the two primal screams of "ball don't lie":
"I can yell, I can yell all I want! I ain't that direct toward nobody!"
"The Sports Hernia: Where I go online to get my laughs." --Peter Vecsey, New York Post, NBATV
"The Sports Hernia does what good satire should: It makes you laugh hardest at yourself." --Sally Jenkins, The Washington Post
"Not since turf-toe has a painful injury been so damn funny. I've even been known to steal jokes from the Sports Hernia from time to time." --Dr. Blogstein, Radio Happy Hour
Nothing changes an average game like Betting Online. When you have a stake in the outcome of a contest, a typical match can become a memorable event. One might say that it's even more fun than a sports hernia...
and you could come away with some extra cash! The only better feeling than winning is having extra pocket money.