Earlier in the year, on Mother’s Day in fact, I compiled a list of the hottest television moms. Since today is Father’s Day I tried to make sure both sides were represented, but let’s be honest, there aren’t many good looking dads on television. Instead, casting directors forced my hand and made me write a blog about the best television dads. A lot of television dads are great for different reasons, so while some people might see certain guys as “bad dads”, I’ve tried to appreciate them for who they are. Life as a dad is about more than just making sure food is on the table and yelling at the referees from the sideline and I think this list provides a well rounded appreciation for dads of all shapes, sizes and mental capacities. So without further ado…
Let me first state, for the record, that this is not a soccer blog. We don’t allow such things on this site. It’s bad enough someone had the audacity to write a LeBron blog earlier in the week, so I’ll be damned if it was followed up by a soccer blog of all things. I just want to give credit where credit is due. I’ve always been more of a dog guy, but this cat is a freaking hero. Regardless of your stance on how miserable of a sport soccer is to watch, everyone seems to get sucked into the World Cup every four years. Me? I might catch a game on at the bar/restaurant or if someone has a hot wife they keep showing in the stands, my TV may find the match. But other than that, you can keep your 1-0 final scores and South American/European flop-fests. We get enough of that in the NBA playoffs, so why would I continue the torture for another month after Golden State’s annual parade? Continue reading →
This is almost as bad as all of his flops, or Ben Roethlisberger showing up in a walking boot after a poor performance. We get it LeBron. You were mad at the refs and J.R. Smith and decided to throw a hissy fit and punched a wall. As a hat-tip to hockey, LeBron and the Cavs hid the injury and didn’t reveal that he had been playing injured for the last three games until after Golden State had finished popping bottles in the city that never sleeps, Cleveland. I wanted to type a joke about it being hard to sleep on park benches, but I’m too good of a guy to kick them while they’re down. Continue reading →
There’s so much to process here. First of all, what is going on with that ring situation? Who wears a ring on their middle finger? Also, where’s her ring? Is she single? After looking further into this guy’s motives, I think that was all part of his plan. We call that misdirection in the magic biz, but I’m not a magician so I’ll let the experts handle that. Secondly, I didn’t know there was such a thing as speed eating watermelon. Had I known that, I feel like my life would be different at this point. I’ve never seen this in the states, so maybe it just hasn’t caught on and they’re waiting on their watermelon savior? We found Yao Ming in China to play basketball in the U.S., so I’m not sure why I can’t be the Yao Ming of watermelon eating in a Trading Places reboot. I’m not trying to brag or be one of those guys, but nobody eats watermelon faster than me. You can say the same thing about cantaloupe and honeydew. One time my wife left me home by myself on a Saturday after she did the grocery shopping, and I ate an entire cantaloupe and half of a watermelon during an episode of It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia. I’m not proud of this (yes I am) and it did unspeakable things to the ‘ol digestive tract that I had no idea happened when you overindulge in melons of all sorts. Hand in the air, that was my bad, but not only did I learn a valuable bathroom lesson, I also discovered nobody could touch my prowess in the melon game. Continue reading →
No more sneaking around campus with water bottles filled with vodka. No more mixing Gatorade and gin and acting like you’re just trying to replenish your electrolytes at 11pm on a Friday night while walking around in an American Eagle button-up that you think will get you laid. Hell, they don’t even need to cough when cracking their beers open in the communal dorm showers. Actually, that one never goes away. I still cough when opening beers at home in the shower and I’m 11 birthdays past my 21st.
The Reds are shaking things up as they’ve decided to move Homer Bailey to the bullpen and pull Jesse Winker out of the regular outfield rotation. While the Nati Boys agree that Bailey to the ‘pen is a good move, the Winker decision has us scratching our heads. We talk about the dream matchup we have this year in the NBA finals, and we provide a quick update on the NHL finals as well. Mac let’s us all know that he’s been wearing the same pair of socks for the past 6 months, and in honor of the city of Cincinnati getting an MLS franchise we wrap up the show with a fantasy draft of things that we just don’t care about.