I officially have a new favorite athlete.

So I just spent a couple days driving to Florida by myself. Along the way, I turned off Sirius and listened to some FM radio.

My buddy is Pat Lafontaine. And to be completely honest, I don’t even remember who the other players were at the table. I do remember, that like most NHL players I’ve met or know, they were really nice guys.

Come on now. There’s no room for the truth here on the Internet.

43. Luge-Men’s Singles

I used to get together when a good friend of mine from the 7-12 grade (he went on to become an Olympic star and NHL Hall of Famer.....I didn’t) when his team’s schedule brought them through Chicago. So one night, a group of us went out to dinner/drinks after a particularly brutal game with the Black Hawks.

Very cool story.

I’d give more stars if possible. Here’s why:

Mason, I think you need to contact People magazine. Your idea(s) would provide them some of their harder hitting journalism that they’ll crank out in the next 10 years.

2 semi-rants:

You know, I give Melania the proper shit for having married this walking, talking used dildo.

I’m thinking that his resume consists of a cardboard sign that reads:

I have a feeling this guy doesn’t work at a desk. If fact, he probably needs to be spotted a couple of letters just to have a chance at spelling D-E-S-K.

Oh, this is good^^^^

The guy is obviously a complete fucking moron, desperate for some sort of attention.

Good luck. There are people you’ve never met who are pulling for you.

I read the article earlier in the day. Probably the finest piece of writing I’ve had the fortune to read in a long time.

I’m a little surprised that he’s not wearing a Schlitz 12 pack container for a cummerbund.

Actually, I put Timberlake, Bruno Mars, Janet Jackson and Black China in the same boat: SS No Soul.

I’m not a fan of Timberlake’s, but please, Janet Jackson has the soul of Donny Trump.