About Last Night

Yeah, I stole it from Deadspin. Sue Me. They stole it from Rob Lowe and Demi Moore. Plus, Will Leitch is a hypocrit whiny bitch that only feigned giving a shit about the blog phenomenon until some idiot publisher would give him another chance in the big media. Good luck shit head.





So, really, about last night: Who cares? I tried to watch Sportscenter, but it was the usual Boston lovefest, so I turned it off and watched Saved by the Bell re-runs. (By the way, Professor Lasky really is a dick)

The Red Sox-Rays was fun. Coco Crisp really gets intimidated by anyone who hasn't been stupidly named after a cereal. It was nice to see him get gangraped like he was in Chino, especially after his Bush League slide the game before. Looks like we can look forward to the geniuses at ESPN overhyping this rivalry now, since the Yankees suck.

It was nice to see Paul Pierce overreact to not being injured and then come out and do his best pseudo-Willis Reed impersonation. Of course, idiots are buying it. If he really thought he was seriously injured, he's a pussy. If he faked it, then he stole it from numerous other athletes who played dead in the past. It's unoriginal. It's cheap. And I'm sure the chowder heads bought it - hook, line and sinker. I mean, Boston fans would cheer if the head coach blatantly cheated. (i.e. "inadvertantly broke the rules to gain a negligible competitive advantage")



By the way, loved the nine straight misses from KG in clutch time. He's a great player.