"They've got a new name for Henrik Stenson around Doral today. They're calling him the Golden Bare."

And the Swedes won the final match in straight sets, Love-Me Love-Me.

"You can't be doin that! You can't be doin that!" - Chris Russo

Taking the "Blogs with Balls" thing rather literally, aren't we?

@Pornstars-for-Wilbon: Getting out of either organization has certain parallels with Escape From New York.

@Colin White Devil: "Off" even, dork.

How cold was it? Cold enough to freeze the balls of a brass Phillie Phanatic. And half his snout.

@SinisterBark: Well, my CT taxes are paying him, so it's fair to ask a question or two if nothing else.

All fans smuggling coke in their underwear into the building received a souvenir jersey, and a deportation order.

"The British are coming for our cast-off basketball players."

To you from failing hands we throw the icepick.

It was all going well until Sheriff Leon Lott fell over and kicked the bong, letting this dipshit get it back for another try.

Time for another spin of this.

I was about to try that human trampoline one, but I Don't Want To Die In The Hospital.

Just want to drop in late and hope that the Buffalo contingent and their friends and family are all safe and sound tonight, post plane-crash.

No way this is a fair trial. Everyone around Bridgeport prefers the Super Duper Weenie Wagon to Nathans, any day of the week.

KO, easy.

Donahoe has to be credited with introducing the "Ram Jam" into amateur wrestling.

Time for me to cozy up with a nightcap and some reruns. Nighty-night all.

@Sex Fabregas: Those people drive me absofuckinglutely nuts. Unfortunately some really old, close, albeit faraway friends do that and I could never ditch them or even say anything about it. Much as I'm the person who can offend. Sometimes.