I guess it's just me...but..I find myself listening to baseball accounts on radio and TV...and they don't mean anything to me anymore...How many home-runs Pujols has...or a pitchers's wins and losses or even an uanassisted triple-play.... Records don't mean s_it anymore...baseball is dead. Thanks, Steroids and Bud and Donald.

Seems to me that sleaze-ball Calipari oughtta give back whatever bonus money was given to him for 38 victories and a Final Four...you know...'specially since they don't EXIST anymore...and, in theory, never happened...according to the NCAA...

"Daddy...I want you to go back and win another Super Bowl"... Good Gawd...This Favre dude has absolutely no shame or class to put that crockash-t on any reasonable thinkin' human being...This guy has sunk further than even Roger Clemens as far as taking an image and destroying it... That's the most maudlin thing I've ever heard in my life...This guy honestly thinks the sun, moon and stars set on his repulsive ass...I don't wish harm to anybody, as a rule, but I sincerely hope that he gets knocked on his ass as quick as possible and is humiliated on the field this season...He never was that good in the first place and should have folded his cards when he was ahead...He's embarrassing.

Doesn't make him any LESS a piece-of sh-t tho'...jus' sayin' now..

Ex fat-bastard John Daly withdraws from the PGA Championship at Hazeltine after shootin' a 78..ya can't really blame him...after all...its Thursday headin' into Friday and Hooters has some damn good times on the week-end...ainnit?