From the diary of Tony Dungy, January 30, 2007

"Diary, guess what? I'm black. Yeah that's right; I'm a black head coach. The media just loves that story for some reason so I'm going with it. And all those games I've won, all my playoff appearances; I got there not by being a good coach but a black coach. And guess what else diary, Lovie Smith is also black. But when I heard he's name I thought he was a (expletive)sexual white female because he's name is Lovie. What kind of parents would name their black son Lovie? I was thinking maybe Deron or Jamal would be a better suited name. We just got into Miami and the press keeps telling me to look out for my team, make sure they don't get into any trouble. I reassured them that Peyton Manning won't be parting to hard, I actually heard he will be throwing a game tape party where all the party-goers break down game film. Man, no one parties like a Manning."

From the diary of Chris Fowler, November 20, 2006

"The game wasn't very good, but it was ruined for me right from the start when Kirk made fun of me for going to the movies by myself Wednesday night while the rest of the crew went out to its swanky pre-game dinner. Well, that's OK these days because I've finally learned how to let a little teasing slide off my back after a few hours, and I haven't cried about that kind of thing in a long time, and that's just Kirk! He doesn't realize how his words affect people, because of course nobody ever says anything bad about him (and why would they? Hello-o...), and he's just not as sensitive and artistic as I am - he can't just go and sit in a theater and enjoy being alone with a movie, really soaking in the plot, analyzing the craft of filmmaking, totally experiencing the film without all the distractions of a bunch of people talking and asking you to miss whole scenes to get them popcorn. Just sitting there, alone, in the dark, away from people and the world, with myself and the art unfolding on the screen, is one of my absolute favorite things in the whole entire world. And I don't expect somebody like Kirk, who just loves to be around people, to understand that. He loves the dinner and is always laughing and joking, making these perfect toasts, but I always wind up sitting and eating quietly, because nobody will get into a real one-on-one conversation. A real conversation. It's like, I'm OK one-on-one, but not in front of the whole group, you know?"

From the Diary of Theo Epstein, January 30, 2007

"Diary, will you play first base for me? I tried to get Todd Helton but the Rockies would not give him away. What's wrong with them, whatever the Red Sox's want they get. Right? Oh well. And many people are criticizing me because they think I'm turning into George Steinbrenner but I'm not. I was going to trade a star pitching prospect for an aging superstar. The Yankees have never done that. And if they did I'm sure it was a great success. Manny came into the office today and began to speak whatever he speaks. Man, that's one crazy character. We actually have a betting pool in the office to see in which month we will put Manny on the trading block. I put 500 on July"

From the diary of Troy Smith, January 15, 2007

"Diary, why did God have to make me so short? It's costing me millions. There are plenty of short people who would make great quarterbacks; I'm sure mini-me from the Austin Powers movies has a great arm. And I couldn't help it if Florida's defensive lineman sacked me like a billion times in the national championship. It's not like every single defensive linemen in the NFL went to Florida. Hopefully the Ohio State basketball team won't lose to the Florida Gators and their star player Jokiam Noah. Diary, I swear that guy looks like a girl going through puberty."

From the Diary of Mike DanToni, January 30, 2007

"Diary, we really suck. We got blown out by the Timberwolves which snaps are winning streak. I've been hearing all year on how bad are defense is and now I'm starting to believe it. We are horrible and do not deserve to be in the playoffs. How is Steve Nash a two time MVP? Where the voters all Canadian? And Shawn Marion is supposed to be the Matrix. That's the laugh, I bet Keanu Reeves could play better defense than that bum. I wouldn't count on us ever winning a game again as long as we have all these horrible players. I wish I was coaching the Knicks, at least they know what they're doing over there. Isaiah Thomas is brilliant."

From the Diary of Jerry Jones, January 27, 2007

"Diary, I had another face lift today. It went pretty well and before the surgery I asked the doctor who I should hire as the new Cowboys head coach. The guy told me Ron Rivera would be a great candidate but I had to ask who that was. Norv Turner interviewed for the job and he will likely be my chose. The guy is a genius and don't let that losing record, this guy is a winner and I sensed it right when he walked through the door. The coaches I interview always ask me if I will trade Terrell Owens and I say no. I'm right in the middle of his children's book and I'm having a difficult time with it. I need him to stay here so he can explain it to me."

From the Diary of Lane Kiffin, September 7, 2007

"I learned a lot today: Coaching players older than I am is tough. They started calling me Doogie Hoswer and I didn't know if it was because I'm so young or if they thought I was gay. Warren Sapp stole my lunch money and Zach Crockett gave me a ultimate wedgie.I almost called daddy, they where just so mean. Then I had to start some guy named Andrew Walters at quarterback!!! What the hell have I gotten into? I'm afraid my boss is a little lonny. He makes the dying Howard Hughes seem like Ward Cleaver."

From the Diary of Greg Oden, January 15, 2007

"Diary, why does every one always say that I'm like 50 years old? Today one kid asked me for my autograph, not because he saw me play for Ohio State but because he thought I was the old guy from the LeBron James commercials."

From the Diary of Terrell Owens, January 20, 2007

"Bill Parcells has left the building. Hah, did you get that diary. I just made a reference to Elvis Presley. Man I'm such a genius. My children's book has been really successful, but that freaking Dr.Seus guy is still rated number one. God, I just wish he would catch the bird flu or something from one of his patients so my book can be the number one childeren's book in the world. Let's see, what else happened today. Uh, Michael Irvin came over, but I didn't pay much attention to him. He just kept blabbing on and on and on about stuff I don't even remember. Man that guy won't shut up. Nothing else happened today diary so until then, Hasta la Vista Baby. Man, I'm so good with these pop culture references. I should have my own TV show, I'll call Drew and he'll set all up."

From the Diary of Chris Fowler, October 20, 2006

"Tonight was a tough night. And I really thought things had been getting a lot better with Kirk and the play-by-play job. I try so hard, and Kirk is a nice enough guy most of the time, but sometimes he just makes me feel like I'm two inches tall! But diary, you would have been proud of me. During one of the commercials, I remembered what my therapist told me and I decided to stand up for myself. I had to do something to let Kirk know that I am my own man and he has to show me some respect! So I decided, when we came back, I would call him "Herbstreit." That probably seems small, but he totally hates that. He told everybody one time that he had a high school coach who called him "Herbstreit" during a practice, and so Kirk "misfired" a pass right where the sun don't shine (that is a really funny story when he tells it btw ; P)!

I was just waiting, trying to build my nerves, and then this player for Clemson got hurt during a fumble in the second quarter. And when they came out to work on him and we were watching the replay, I dropped it in, real casual, I said, "Do you think he was down, Herbstreit?" (or something like that, I don't remember exactly-you know sometimes my noggin needs uncloggin'!) And then he sort of turns to me and says, kind of surprised, so I couldn't really tell what he was feeling, "Did you just call me `Herbstreit'?" And I almost wet myself! I was afraid he was going to punch my lights out right there in the studio! And my body would go flying through the glass in the press box and would wind up landing on some woman and sliding all the way down to the bottom of the steps with a trail of blood and 53-year-old peanut shells behind it."

From the Diary of Chuck Amato, January 10, 2007

"I'm back home diary; I got my job back at Florida State. And they also gave me a nifty title, Executive Head Coach (which Bobby tells me is just as good as the head coach!!!). I had a pretty good time at N.C. State but let's face it, I was meant to be on the coaching staff of Bobby Bowden doing whatever the hell I'm supposed to do. I tried to look up Executive Head Coach on Google but it told me cannot find. Does that mean I'm the first executive head coach in the history of the game? My research tells me that I am. My input to this team is just as important as Bobby and Mickey. Or at least that's what they tell me."

From the Diary of Michael Vick, January 19, 2007

"Diary, I got caught. Remember that water bottle/marijuana holder I told you about in my last entry; well I brought it unto a plane thinking I could take a few hits to relax a little because I hate flying. But the police guys took it away, saying it wasn't allowed on the plane. What a stupid rule. When they found that the substance might been marijuana, they asked me who owned the bottle. As the quick thinker I am, I blamed Michael Jenkins, our Wide Receiver. I'm just so used to doing it that it came out naturally. Anyways, we got a new coach from some college team named Louisville. I don't exactly remember college because I sure as hell didn't go to the classes. And the weird thing is, the people at VT were fine with it. I wonder why."

From the Diary of Matt Millen, January 23, 2007

"Oh my God Diary, it's almost time for the draft. It's going to be so awesome. And I'm picking behind a personally hero of mine, Al Davis. I try and model each and every one of my days after Mr. Davis. A couple of Christmas' ago my wife got me a What Would Al Davis Do (WWADD) bracelet and I always look at it before I try and make a crucial decision. Like when Joe Cullen was caught driving nude into Wendy's, I had no idea what I was going to do. So I looked at my bracelet and boom, I got an idea. I fired him. I really have to thank my success here at Detroit because of that bracelet. Any ways, who to choose in the draft? Experts tell me to pick Quinn, but I don't trust them. I have my bracelet and it will guide me to my decision. It has yet to fail me."

I posted here on fox sports for about two months and loved it. Even though I didn't get that many comments, I still enjoyed writing about sports. That's what I came here to do, to write and talk about sports with others who share the same passion I have for the games. But this site is just getting out of hand.

People calling each other racist, taking shots at other bloggers for no apparent reason; it's just stupid. How about we just talk about sports and nothing else. That's kind of the main idea of this website, to discuss sports.

I'm not calling anyone out here, but can we all just please stop. That's all I got to say.

And if you want to go to a website we're people actually talk about sports and don't take personal shots at one another, go over to Sportingnews.com.

Peace,

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