4- The NBA bites it – I mean really, these bitches are fighting their battles in the press now. They can’t even set up a f’n meeting without whining about the other side. There were at least 27 conflicting reports leading up to the meeting they were supposed to have on Saturday night; and I still don’t know if it happened or not. And here’s the best part, while all this is going on, LeBron James is tweeting and challenging real football players to flag football games. WTF? Doesn’t this ass-hat care that his bread and butter, the game he’s supposed to be passionate about, is pissing away any hope it had of being a relevant part of this years sports story. Anybody miss the NBA right now? Anyone? Yeah, me neither. It would be amazing if Ray Lewis accepted LBJ’s challenge and then f**king decapitated him as he crossed the middle.
3- Heavy D Dead at 44 – This is just tragic and sad. Even though I’m not much of a Hip-Hop fan, I’ve grown to appreciate old school Hip-Hop as I’ve grown up a little. I’ve also, like most 30+ year olds, grown nostalgic about my childhood, especially my high school years. Well Heavy D and The Boyz were very much a part of the fabric of my high school years. The song “Now That We Found Love” was on every Top 40 station, and played at every Sweet 16 party I went to. Then possibly one of the best shows on TV at the time was “In Living Color” and Heavy D did the theme song to that. It’s always sad when a 44 year old dies, especially one that seemed to be a class act and not into the negativity of all of that “gansta” non-sense that seemed to be going on at the time. He was positive, and fun, and those are the memories his songs will always bring to mind for me. Heavy D (Dwight Arrington Myers) RIP.
1- Smokin’ Joe Frazier – It happened quickly, like a George Foreman phantom punch. Last week, news surfaced that Joe Frazier had Liver Cancer and was not doing very well. Well, yesterday, one of the greatest fighters ever lost his bout with cancer and past on at the all too young age of 66. I unfortunately was entirely too young to remember ever seeing Frazier fight, but the stories I would hear from my father about the man who posed the biggest challenge to Muhammed Ali were thrilling and make me wish I had seen them when they happened. Frazier boxed when boxing was legit. When boxing was THE event. Today, it’s almost poetic that as guys like Frazier, Ali, and Foreman enter the twilight of their years here on earth, so is the sport of Boxing. It almost feels right to me, because Boxing will never reclaim the status it had in the 60′s, 70′s and 80′s. Mayweather-Pacquaio may prove to be a big deal if it ever goes off, but it will never rival “The Thrilla in Manilla,” Hagler-Leonard, and definitely Frazier-Ali at MSG. I’ve heard more about this fight than any other, and it took place 5 years before I was even born. I’ve seen it hundreds of times, but it’s makes me wish I was around to catch it live. Joe Frazier was a great boxer, and a legend in American sports and he will be missed. Joe Frazier RIP.
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