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A pervert snuck onto a couple's patio and tried to videotape them. The male half of that couple, a part-time MMA fighter, took exception, which he expressed via fists. As you probably guessed, that's the pervert, in his "after" pose.
These have nothing to do with sports, but they're extremely funny and today is somewhat slow, so there. Pretty SFW, but you should be at home on a Sunday evening anyway. Your family misses you.
Leicester City defender Wayne Brown's vocal support of Britain's all-white BNP party and racist tirade proved so unpopular with teammates, he was suspended for a recent semi-final loss, and his future with the team is now in doubt. Makes sense.
Boston, still unsatiated despite drinking the very soul of the City of Cleveland, takes on those sweep-happy Magic, led by legendary playoff warrior Vince Carter. This one kicks off...NOW!
At least in Memphis, home to both the inaugural game and the National Civil Rights Museum.
The incident occurred, naturally, at a team slumber party. The drinkers of the unholy union of Drs. Pepper and Scholls had all struck out during a recent game. The coach has since apologized. Also apologizing? Me, for that headline.
Unlimited drinks for $20 means, at the very least, someone's got a picture of a jockey being tossed around like a beach ball against his fiery little will.
Lord Triesman made the claim during a conversation with his ex-mistress, which she happened to be secretly recording. Between Triesman and Gordon Brown, prominent British officials should go ahead and just assume all their private tirades are being taped.
"I've never heard anyone accuse me of carrying it...I mean, the best coach in the league, Gregg Popovich, didn't have a problem with it last week." Bam! Man, I can't wait until this series actually starts, sometime in mid-June.
Because no one reads the newspaper, and SportsCenter's anchors are too perky for this early in the morning, Deadspin combs the best of the broadsheets and internets to bring you everything you need to know to start your day.
Here's Blount enjoying what most of us would consider a decent Saturday - relaxing with the family, watching sports on t.v. Difference is, most of us weren't being shown on national television, waiting for a draft call that never came.
From CBS Sports' Fantasy News site. Thanks to the number of you who sent this in.
Which he blames on the 41 beers he says he drank (in fairness, they were Coors Lights). I wonder what he's drunk on in this video?:
Said Campbell to ESPN: "I talked to [Al] Davis, and he... wants me to help their team to a new level." Presumably Davis meant the 9th level, so he can take over for Lucifer in a frozen lake of ice.
The second rounder on Carroll's decision to take Texas's Earl Thomas over him with Seattle's 14th pick: "I understand it's a business, but with it being a business, you have to be honest." Wait, isn't that bill still being debated?
After catching a stick in the maw during Friday's game against the Habs, Eric Belanger performed a little self-dentistry. He then entered into a gentleman's agreement with Kevin Kennedy to divvy up our girlfriends.
In sports, everyone is a winner - some people just win better than others. Like former Red Sox and Rangers skip (and current Rays broadcaster) Kevin Kennedy, whose moustache isn't the only part of him that kicks ass.
Because no one reads the newspaper, and SportsCenter's anchors are too perky for this early in the morning, Deadspin combs the best of the broadsheets and the blogosphere to bring you everything you need to know to start your day