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DEREK JETER Is Yanking My Chain [ll]

Wednesday, February 27th, 2008

jeter

I’m excited for this drop, but definitely not because of the above photo detailing the secret lives of two Yankee superstars. Truthfully, I always suspected the Yankee captain was a power bottom [ll].

I’m hyped because I am doing this shit from my Crackberry 8700. I usually have to run up in a library when I am at work. If this shit works out I might do more drops a day. Maybe even one an hour?!? Hell nahh. Who would do one blog drop every hour? That’s for people with too much to say about nothing, and no one to talk to about it.
*shots fired*

Nahh but seriously, let’s go in on DEREK JETER’s statement that MLB players should randomly submit blood tests to prove to fans that the game is legit. Halfrican please!?!

What fan of baseball really cares about that shit? No, seriously? Most people that read this site already know well enough not to fuck with me and come here sideways. I would love for some quote unquote baseball fan to tell me that he or she can’t watch the game anymore because these baseball niggas take HGH, or cocaine, or pine tar or whatever they put on their bats.

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Are you gonna stop these motherfuckers from taking an Advil when they have a migraine that arises from the concussion they received after getting hit in the head with a ball? Why not? That Advil becomes a performance enhancing drug since holmes couldn’t také the field that day without popping it. You can not clearly define what a performance enhancing substance is so why are we even giving a fuck?

How many U.S. kids are already dead in Iraq and Afghanistan and these congressional cowards are talking about steroids? Someone leave me a link in the comment thread hotammit!

Memo to JETER: If you really give a fuck about the fans then you and the MLBPA should keep your blood to yourself and tell the ownership to make some fucking ballgames affordable. I don’t give an eff who is sticking what in who’s ass. I want to see pitchers throwing fastballs over 100mph and sluggers hitting those pitches 600ft.

Fuck all that other Bud Selig bolshevik y’all niggas is talking.

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Sunday, February 24th, 2008

champale


What?!?


Who do you think pays for the bandwidth overages?

AT & T Wi-Fi Pomme Thai Chai On Tap…

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008

starbeezy

Say that headline fast five times bitches!

Starbucks gets away with a lot of shit being the boutique drug dealer of the overworked and underpaid white collar labor machine, but at some point someone has got to ask who is watching the watcher (yes to LaBELLE ‘Chameleon’ – copp that shit if you can find it).

It’s not enough that I bought the Strawberry frappucino drink the other day and I had to just stop in my tracks and look at the cup like, “Dayummmm! I should’a had a V8.” Lord knows how high my bloodsugar jumped behind that beverage. Diabetes has got to be some crazy kind of hellish circle in Dante’s Inferno because the journey towards it tastes so damn good.

I’m not even getting at your eyeballs this morning to talk about these insulin inspirations called coffee drinks. Starbucks is sinister enough to charge you five bucks and change for the large drinks, but the real illuminati nonsense comes to play in the company they have selected to distribute wireless internets service inside of their bistros. American Telegraph and Telephone, the same multi-national corporation that holds the licenses for legit iPhones will be pumping up the volume when you download your iTunes playlist inside Starbucks stores.

While corporations laud these developments as synergistic movements I shudder at the idea that my spending habits are transmitted via the world wide web everytime I want a hit of that sugar[ll]. AT & T is the same company facing a class action lawsuit for their participation in the illegal wiretapping program of the G DUBBZ administration? So while Apple Computers, Starbucks and AT & T perform an unholy menage a trois over my dollars I wonder how much more of my information is being transmitted. Especially now that Congress has granted telecoms all types of immunity for sharing people’s personal information.

Aww what me worry? I ain’t got no money anyhoo. Just five dollars in my checking account and a hankering for a caramel macchiato.

LIVE LIFE, LOVE ‘LO…

Friday, February 8th, 2008

1992

I like to feature some of the new Polo Ralph Lauren flavor that I see come from the new designers at the brand, but none of them can create the anticipation or the excitement of the designs that were released in 1992. This is the year that the P-Wing collection exploded on the scene as well as the Stadium series which featured an embroidered patch that proclaimed the year of the collection.

For all the ‘Lo lifestyle heads that ran around New York City there were still some underground spots in Manhattan that held sick I.T.s in their stock. B.F.O. on Fifth Avenue was one of my favorite stops to copp the lifestyle. This spot was strictly for Brooklyn heads and the brands they carried matched the B.K. aesthetic. Brooklyn’s swagger was totally different from Harlem and from Queens. Brooklyn liked to rock the flashiest vines while Harlem was more into their kicks.

So a Brooklyn cat was more likely to sport some Moschino gear and Le Coq sneakers while the Harlem kids were cool with Carhartt and the latest and greatest Air Maxes from Paragon Sports. Incidentally, Paragon Sports is still in business and they even have a Polo Ralph Lauren section. Paragon is the last of the great sporting goods retailers. No matter what shit you do they have the gear for it. Even the most random white dude shit of the moment like skiing on the single sit-down ski. They got that.

As I start to to pull out my archives for one big eBay auction I have been searching the site to see what vintage Polo Ralph Lauren items are being sold for (and more importantly, who is buying them). I came across this auction for a vintage P-Wing fleece jacket exactly like the one that I sold on eBay back in 2000 for $325. The P-Wing series is one of my favorites because of the colorblocking design used on the garments which has a classic athletic look. The red, white and blue colorways are also my favorite.

p wing

p wing

The seller has listed the jacket at $1,340 dollars. I’m feeling slightly pwned for not keeping that jacket in my collection along with some of the other graphic I.T.s that I sold. Vintage Polo Ralph Lauren clothing is doing as well as, if not better than real estate over the same time period.

MLB PREPARES TO START SNITCHING…

Tuesday, February 5th, 2008

andy pettitte


ANDY PETTITTE went before Congress
to tell his story of having HGH pumped into his booty. If sports were ever ghey, and they certainly are ghey, this was the gheyest revelation. Gheyer than that ghey dude that used to play football writing a book with that ghey dude that used to play basketball. Gheyer than even SHERYL SWOOPES, and no one can deny how ghey that is.

I’m just upset that talk radio and sportswriting faggotry hasn’t been sicked on ROGER CLEMENS the way they jumped all over BARRY BONDS. Oddly enough everyone has been mum up to this point. I’m optimistic that when the season begins maybe there will be some outcry, but at the end of the day being mad at CLEMENS and PETTITTE and whoever used steroids doesn’t change how people reacted to BONDS.

It shouldn’t change anything about the game either. Professional sports exists as our modern day circuses to offer us a diversion from the fact we are plunged headfirst into a downward spiraling economy while we are perpetuating military conflicts over the Earth’s natural resources. I just finished watching a Super Bowl that had as many advertisements for drugs as it did for different types of cars and beers. Let’s be honest and say that the rush you get from prescription medication is a whole lot cheaper than buying that Acura RL.

This is the same rush that baseball players get when striking someone out with a 90mph fastball or hitting a 500ft. home run. Blaming baseball players for getting their high seems cheap to me, and mostly cowardly. America is addicted to drugs period. That is the white elephant in the room that no one wants to acknowledge. Instead, we just keep watching the tell lie vision. Woo hoo, the Giants won the Super Bowl! I wonder how many NFL players use designer synthetic steroids?

Awww, who gives a fuck. Somebody pass me a beer.