For those not in the know, and why would you be(?), the 2015 Pan American games are happening. Right now. Up in Canada. WHO KNEW?! Finding this out the other night was the equivalent of me finding a few crumpled up dollar bills in my dryer that fell out of my jean pockets. Good feelings.
For those not in the know, the MLB All-Star Game, like all others, tacks on a day of rest after the game is played for players to travel back to their respective teams. Since Baseball is the only major sport being televised, we subsequently get one day where no major sporting competitions are aired. Thus, this July 15th will be…
The Day Without Sports. (cue *blood curling scream* here).
Florida State Quarterback De’Andre Johnson was charged with battery last month for punching a woman in the face at a local Tallahassee bar. Johnson was subsequently suspended after the charge and will hopefully (and that’s a great BIG hope being that this is FSU) be removed from the team. Video obtained by the Tallahassee Democrat is pretty damning.
Soccer Man Andrea Pirlo has officially joined New York City FC along with Euro stars David Villa and Frank Lampard.
USWNT ambushed, smashed, annihilated Japan’s hopes for a repeat performance of their 2011 Women’s World Cup Championship..in the first 15 minutes. They would eventually end the bloodbath at 5-2 in an unprecedented show of offensive firepower ever to see a women’s final before.
Let’s get something straight off-the-bat: Kobe is the greatest of his era. He transcended the game long before social media could have elevated him to god status. You know this because probably half of your friends in middle school and high school were Lakers fans, and STILL are to this day. You know this because girls would have cut-out magazine pictures of Kobe in their locker and their binders. You know this because #8 was the number always taken in gym class. You know this because you saw purple and gold EVERYWHERE during those years. Even your mom knows who Kobe is.
Chris Webber. Peja Stojakovic. Mike Bibby. Vlade Divak. To a 14 year-old Mavericks fan like I was, their names may as well had been Boogie-Man, Demon, Satan, and well…Vlade. THESE were the Sacramento Kings. Good for 100 a night, put your paycheck on it. I hated them. I hated them because they were GOOD. I hated how their fans would bang those stupid cowbells, and I hated that they couldn’t kill the Lakers when they had the chance.
The NBA Draft is probably the most predictable of the 4 major sports (well, if the NHL has a draft and no one is around to hear it…does the NHL draft exist??). But that’s not to say it isn’t exciting to see some 5 syllable-ed guy from Germanistania or Urzbeckehubbidubbistan get drafted by the Spurs and stored away in some cryogenic freezer for 4 years. I mean, who DOESN’T like seeing all these guys get interviewed one after another giving the same “I couldn’t have been drafted by a better organization” speech. You know, actually, for once I’d like to see some guy be honest on the mic and just say “hell nah, I ain’t playing for no God damn 76ers. fuck that!” or something along those lines.
We’re two weeks out of crowning our NBA Champions and already the Lakers are dying for your attention. Rumors are swirling around that Dwyane Wade and the Lakers are showing mutual interest in having him come on-board next season.