BillyBobTweed
BillyBobTweed
BillyBobTweed

Batman...? You would need an athlete with guile, toughness, versatility, charm to work the refs, and a pilot's license. It's an easy call — the master of the dark arts, the king of the breakdown, the greatest rugby player of all-time — it's gotta be Richie McCaw.

I had no idea he died. R.I.P. I saw a highlight reel decades ago and was so wowwed, I thought he was Shaolin Soccer before there was such a thing. Brilliant.

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In Japan, the nail that sticks up gets hammered down.

An ice luge, huh? And there I was thinking it was a small board on blades that you go down a course at the Olympics. What do I know?!

He's in, obviously.

That scene in Midnight Cowboy, where Ratso is stuffing sandwiches and cheese into his pockets, and the zany hippie chick tells him (paraphrasing), "You don't have to steal the food; it's free," and Ratso replies, "If it's free I ain't stealin'"? Well, see, if you "remember" a scene, then what part makes it "forgotten"?

The mother of a large family killed in Yemen on the weekend wrote a letter to Obama asking him politely, Mr. President, Can you please stop droning us with missiles and killing my family in their sleep. But she was incinerated before she got a chance to lick the stamp and never mailed it. Ha-ha! Comedy isn't simply

Toller Cranston. Brian Orser. Johnny Weir. Brian Boitano. This comes as a surprise to anybody?

Toughest S.O.B. alive is still Buck Shelford. Just run his name through the google + "scrotum," and enjoy.

To be fair, Patrick's "Who's the 2nd-best tandem in the league" question is actually pretty dumb.

Must happen to him all the time, 'cos he reacted like it was nuthin'.

Who dat? David Miranda??

Will, the special "moment" was almost 10 years to-the-day that Ben Johnson "won" a gold medal at the Seoul Olympics.

Mike Timlin, Mark Eichorn ... do I hear a shout-out for Tony Castillo?

This reminds me of the story I heard on a PBS American Experience documentary about the great Wall Street crash of 1929. Just prior to the crash, an investor was getting stock tips from the shoe-shine boy, and immediately knew it was time to get his money out of the market. If the shoe-shine boy knows this

Pfft... that ain't nuthin'. If you're gonna stomp on an opposition player's hand, you want to make it hurt. You don't lift your foot off. You stay there and grind on it. And then the player on the bottom is allowed to retaliate by biting the stompers leg. We know this because it was international news last week when

I reckon that's a small goat, not a dog.

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Why not? thought John-Henry. After all...