Signs of the internet apocolypse – I get dick jokes from my grandfather’s brother (my grandfather died 20 years ago at a very young age, his brother is 10 years or so younger, but at this point should still be considered a very very old man…) Perhaps he doesn’t read his forwards first. Yeah, lets go with that.
They say all PR is good PR – Really? Is it really? Because sure, on the one hand, I’m now suddenly thinking about Papa Johns again for the first time in probably ten years or so… since their pizza tastes like fking cardboard. On the other hand, I’m thinking of them, but in the way that you think of that douchebag friend of your best friend’s brother. Not good. This story has already made it around the blogosphere* and back by now, so I don’t need to go into too much detail, but needless to say, Papa Johns owes Lebron & Cavs fans a giant mouth kiss of an apology. I don’t know if 23 cent cardboard pizzas are really good enough though. Might want to toss in some cardboard bread sticks or something.
*BDL: 10-man rotation, FanHouse: Papa John’s Fears Cleveland, slice: Papa John’s LeBron James ‘Crybaby’ Shirt Controversy Means Cheap Pizza for Clevelanders, SFP: Papa John’s owes Lebron apology, not just pizza
Playoffs tonight in a nutshell… (my useless predictions)
Pistons v. Magic – Unless Detroit gets bored and go on auto-pilot, they should win this game. They are better at almost every position and play with more experience and poise. Also, ps to whoever the commentators are tonight: You could do me a big favor please by getting all the obligatory superlatives about Dwight Howard out of the way right off the bat. For instance, we already know he’s “a manchild”, “a beast”, and “Superman”. There that’s done. No need to keeping repeating it. While you’re at it, when referring to the Pistons, please refrain from too much talk of them, “flipping the switch” or talking about “the switch” period. Danke shane.
Hornets v. Spurs – Toss up. Ps to commentators in regards to this game: Please don’t remind us for the millionth time that Manu won the 6th man award despite being starter-material. We know, we know. If possible, refrain from going on and on and on about how Chris Paul was deserving of the MVP award. That might be true, but the race is over and I’m sick of the subject. To the camera operators: Show the beautiful Mrs. Longoria Parker if you must, but please don’t linger. A two-second count is acceptable. More than that and you’re just annoying people who are actually more interested in, oh you know, the game perhaps.
Finally, I was talking to my mom (diehard Boston Red Sox fan with a B tattoo on her ankle to prove it) about how I like Lebron, but will have to start rooting against him now that the Cavs are playing my beloved Celtics. Her response: “Just remember, he’s a Yankee fan and that is reason enough to boo him.” Haha, when you’re right, you’re right. *wink*
Jason Bay and Jed Lowrie. What a breath of fresh air those two are. The whole team just seems fresher and lighter. Like a big ugly fog has been lifted from the dugout at Fenway. Speaking of Manny, I heard a rumor (yes, my Mom) that he’s agreed to cut his hair. Reminds me of another sellout *cough Johnny Damon cough*. Oh well… I wipe my hands of him. I know he’s said nice things about the Boston fans in his presser, but I don’t care. If he really cared about the fans, he wouldn’t have acted like a jerkface sockmonkey every single fracking year for no reason other than that he was a spoiled rotten primadonna. Phew. I guess I’m still bitter. Not as bitter as I still am about those smelly NY Giants stealing my Superbowl trophy… but close. 
Boston 99, Atlanta 65 – That’s the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it… But seriously now, why the hell did it take 7 games? It was mind-boggling the way the Hawks fell apart in Boston every game and then went back home and played so great. Thank the good lord all-mighty that we had and will continue to have home court advantage.