Daily Dose — Glorified re-run edition

I’ll admit when I’ve been had. Joe Millionaire had me. I tuned in, expecting to see Sarah throwing a fit and Zora trying to hide her enormous rack, and instead, we got a “clip show!” That most hated of all TV episodes, the re-run that’s...

All-Stars and Boo-Boos

If not for NBA All-Star weekend, I might have been writing a eulogy for our very own Stephen Smith today. I can only imagine the pain and agony suffered by watching his beloved Hoosiers drop 5 straight games. I did work out a first draft though, that I could still get...

Daily Dose — All-Star Recap and then some

You know, an NBA uniform is supposed to be a sacred thing. It’s not supposed to be hacked up, or have laces sewn into the side. What if Queen Latifah decided to squeeze her rippled body into a size XXXL Greg Ostertag number? So were we really supposed to get all...

Flannel Boy is still a weasel

He penned an open letter to MLB honcho Sandy Alderson in which he wants to change the intentional walk rule. It’s so freakin’ typically Neyer. Check it out, at the end of the article he spells Masturbator wrong. You’d think that’d be one word...

Daily Dose — This just in: Michael Jackson is weird

Thanks to my failure to set either my TiVo or my VCR to record the Michael Jackson special on ABC last night I feared I wouldn’t know what he said. Man, talk about being a dope. I’m sure I missed plenty of juicy tidbits, but I did see a few things on the...

Daily Dose — Reality TV Recap

What are we going to do without The Bachelorette? Where else on TV are we going to hear crap like sensitive fireman/poet Ryan saying, “I’m not falling in love anymore, I’m submersed in it,”? Submersed? Is that anything like immersed or...