
Well done indeed.
If we were an Ice Cream flavor, we'd be praline, and dick.


I’m Twittering our page so hard, I’m gonna make the “fail whale” scream in pain.
I was flipping through a magazine the other day and came across an interesting article regarding how states will be much more stringent on granting H1-B visas to immigrants to ensure that companies are hiring U.S. workers.
For example, you can’t pay them less then a U.S. worker and you have to lay out exactly what they’re doing and how they qualify more than any U.S. worker, so on and so forth.
However, the U.S. has a lesser known type of visa known as the O-1 visa. This thing is referred to as “the genius visa”, and all it takes is to prove that this singular person has a skill set that no one else in the world, let alone in the entire United States of America has.
This O-1 visa is completely removed from any political debate going on in the U.S. government between Republicans and Democrats.
I know what you’re thinking, “what the hell does this discourse on immigration and business have to do with sports?”
Well, one of the few people who happen to have one of these “genius visas”?
Big, what’s this say?
Yup, you guessed it, Dirk Nowitzki. Other athletes who have qualified for O-1 visas? Wayne Gretzky, Ronaldo, and Annika Sorenstam
I'm going to periodically put a picture up with a wacky quote. Use the comment section to beat the quote with something funnier.
“Pau Gasol and Lamar Odom portray the writers of their favorite blog, The Big & The Brown”
I hate teenagers.
In full disclosure, I do find entertainment in Andy Samberg. I think the guy has talent, and he is pretty damn funny. He managed to lure me in to watching the MTV Movie Awards this year.
My reaction? Remove metal detectors from schools and let’s go back Darwinian physics.
Look, I understand that MTV has always catered to the lowest common denominator. I remember Howard Stern doing the Fartman bit, but I’m pretty sure that my generation’s youth wasn’t this fucking retarded.
Allow me to rundown some winners for you:
I feel like such an old man because, I don’t even know what the hell this “Twilight” thing is, short of the fact it’s got to do with vampires and shit. (By the way, my playing Castlevania as a kid made me a dork, but liking “Twilight” makes you cool????) But this movie was up against actual good movies.
I know what you’re thinking, “relax, man, these are kids, they’re not going to pick “The Wrestler” or “Slumdog Millionaire” over “Twilight”. There is no way in hell this show was geared towards kids. I was rendered pretty uncomfortable by the jokes that were told, and pretty shocked at the language the got away with.
And that’s what it boils down to. Viacom and MTV aren’t to blame, it’s the consumer. The target demo? You got it, the 15-22 crowd. This is the future of the world, and I’m supposed to be okay with the fact that this is what entertains them?
Mike Judge, I’m pretty sure, was telling a joke with the movie, “Idiocracy”, but with my first 2 hour dalliance with MTV in a long time, that movie may become more of a mirror than we’d like it to be.
Fucking teenagers.
Dan Shanoff usually writes a decent quick hit of sports every morning over at The Sporting News Blog…
I say usually because I think I read a bit that literally made me so confused and shaken that I had to step outside for a moment:
“Meanwhile, the Magic's win was an affirmation:
— For building your team around a super big: Howard
— For max spending on a complimentary player: Lewis
— For the Euro invasion of NBA: Hedo > Dirk.
— For streetball: Skip To My Lou had a great series.
— For Otis Smith: Signing (Lewis); drafting (Lee); trading (Alston).
— For the Magic, not the Cavs, as the NBA's rising power. “
Did you read that third bullet?
Go ahead, read it again.
Have you gone mental yet? You should.





You know, because we post so god damn much as it is…Big up and signed us up for the Twitter.
Nevermind my ranting about it. He joined so we could follow the Shaq and Simmons trains of thoughts…rather be on the forefront of comedy than wait for Daulerio to find it and post about it like usual.
Anyway, we probably won’t post much, probably out of principle more than anything. However, if we get enough followers, you might get such masterful “tweets” from me like “i’m blogging while shitting. hooray for watermelon!” or “next time I see Bear, I’m going to hit him in the mouth”.
It was quite the party on Sunday.
I decided to break every unwritten man-law ever created.
Big recreated an A&W commercial, only with a beer keg.
Bizzle felt the need to show his penis…to another dude.
Bear’s dead.

First off, let me get this out of the way. Robert Horry is a giant fuck twat, and I hope he gets the same ass cancer that’s killing Farah Fawcett.
Now that I read that this son of a bitch who’s done nothing but ride coattails his entire career and make a few 3 pointers has the nerve and temerity to lose his 7 championship rings, and laugh about it?
I’m sorry, you giant cunt bucket. Wasn’t it enough that you were the black Steve Kerr? Now you’re going to rub it in the rest of the world’s face by claiming you really don’t care enough about winning titles that you might fancy taking more care of the rings?
Fuck you, Robert Horry. Fuck you with a rake turned sideways.
Big is, believe it or not, pretty hard to confuse. Not that he’s got some higher observational IQ than others, normally if he senses a situation that will confuse him, he’ll extricate himself to go enjoy a cigarette.
However, I think I’ve found the thing that will confuse him.
Big loves Barack Obama. Loves him. He’s black, he loves basketball and he’s a Democrat. Forget the whole president thing, Big just needs these things.
Big’s also a big ol’ Catholic. And, because he follows Catholic dogma, he’s immediately a Notre Dame football fan. That, and he cried at the end of “Rudy”.
That’s when I came across this story.
Seems like Barack Obama hates Notre Dame football.
Ball’s in your court, Big.
*cue the Honky Tonk Man
Everyone is begging for these two guys to fight. Some are even claiming that this could be the “savior of boxing”…not heavyweight boxing mind you (that hasn’t been really relevant since Lewis v Klitschko), but boxing as a sport against MMA.
See, Mayweather has been thought of as the best pound-for-pound fighter of his generation, and, what might be more important, he backed it up with the flair and panache that made people love to hate him. How can you not kind of love a guy who said he fights for paychecks and doesn’t care about history or the sport?
Then, Mayweather “retired”, and in came the Filipino wunderkind, Manny Pacquiao.
Manny is currently thought of as the best pound-for-pound fighter in the world, and he’s the complete opposite of Mayweather. He appears humble, does it for the sport, loves his people and isn’t a very loud talking, glitzy person.
Mayweather is one of those deceptive fighters who’s quick, works the whole ring and either looks to tire out his opponent or tie them up in a corner and the he’ll unleash the quickest hands you’ve ever seen. He’s more of a dancer then a puncher.
Pacquiao goes right at his opponents and puts on a punching demonstration that makes your arms tired. He’ll punch his way out of a jam, and then continue to punch his opponent into submission.
After Pacquiao destroyed De La Hoya and Hatton, everyone immediately began to clamor for Pacquiao and Mayweather to fight…problem is the weight class difference. Pacquiao fights in the low 140’s and Mayweather fights in the high 140’s and low 150’s.
Pacquiao’s camp doesn’t want to go above 147 for a Mayweather. They did it for De La Hoya because Oscar was old and they knew Manny’s speed could take him. Not the case with Mayweather. Mayweather’s camp feels that Floyd being Floyd is too good to meet another fighter’s demands and they won’t go below 147. Also, Mayweather is going to demand a larger percentage of the purse.
So will we ever get to see the fight that everyone wants? As the MIllion Dollar Man says…every man has their price.
Because I’m on board the second they showed Cleveland hanging out with a Bear…it’s like my god damn life story.
The Mighty (and great) MJD over at The Shutdown Corner at Yahoo! has provided a lengthy and thorough Dallas Cowboy progress report, and I suggest you check it out.
Some highlights…
“If the Cowboys are going to have team t-shirts printed up with a slogan for the 2009 season, I'd like to suggest, "FORGET YOUR POPCORN." The era of popcorn needs to be over. It's time to usher in an era of just being a football team.”
“Recently, it seems like the Cowboys have been more of a general entertainment entity than an actual football team.”
“For now, though, I think the lack of headlines is progress enough. They've signed low-key guys who can contribute, I liked their volume approach to drafting, and they've done it all without being flashy or bringing distractions upon themselves.”
I’m not sure I’m going to slap God in the face here and make a joke…but you can put two and two together regarding Lefty, breasts and cancer.
So, if you haven’t heard, everyone’s favorite dog fightin’ quarterback was released from prison at midnight this morning and will server the remaining 2 months of his sentence under a house arrest condition. Then he’s on probation for 3 years.
So, now what?
Well, in the short term, he’s going to be working a $10/hr construction job to earn wages (and get back into shape).
What does this mean for his football career? Is it over forever? Is he going to get reinstated? If he does, will anyone sign him?
Here’s what I don’t get. Why is he not being, at least somewhat, forgiven?
I’m a dog lover. Really, I am. And I can’t begin to imagine how fucked up in the head someone has to be to fight dogs. But, the man was forced to relinquish his career and assets and has served 2 years in federal prison. I’d like to think he’s learned a lesson and has paid his debt.
Forget my abhorrence towards PETA. I’m an animal lover, but hearing PETA stories and people makes me want to kick a box of kittens around their office while eating stake and wearing a mink banana hammock.
I’ve been rambling all around here, but I’m wondering where the fury is over Leonard Little who killed PEOPLE while driving drunk and has gotten another DUI since, yet is still in the league? Where’s the fury around Donte Stallworth who killed a PERSON this offseason while driving drunk? Ray Lewis stabbed a man to death and he’s lauded as the NFL’s reverend replacement for Reggie White? Jamal Lewis went to jail for selling cocaine and we’re all good with that?
I’m not bringing up a point regarding the league’s and media’s hypocrisy that hasn’t been brought up before. However, if a team wants to sign Mike Vick to a contract, they should be allowed to do so without having to think, “boy what’s PETA going to do to us?” and “what’s the media going to do to us?” At least not if MADD and the media aren’t going to protest Browns and Rams camps all summer.
We can point at Michael Vick and say he’s a bad man. That’s easy. But I’m not convinced that the same finger needs to be pointed at PETA and media-types who are just as guilty for sidewalk proselytizing and crucifying the man.
/dick joke


It’s simple. Both Big and I are HUGE believers in the jinx factor.
We ain’t sayin’ shit until we feel it’s safe.