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So you know Muhammad Ali is the latest celebrity casualty of 2016.

Which means, among other things, that he and Howard Cosell are together again.



I have to admit, I’ve never been a fan of boxing. But Muhammad Ali’s self-professed greatness transcended the sport. He was very much a part of my pop culture landscape as I was growing up, appearing on talk shows and the occasional sitcom. He even had his own Saturday morning cartoon for a bit.

And he was easily the most quotable sports figure of my generation outside of professional wrestling.

It’s interesting too that he was an Islam convert – which was controversial at the time, but arguably not as much as it would be in 2016 if some major non-white sports figure was to do the same. Certainly it didn’t prevent Ali from becoming a beloved pop culture icon. It’s fair bet that most Americans had forgotten Ali was a Muslim until Donald Trump inadvertently reminded them.

Anyway. Respect.

Like a bee,

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I don’t care about the Superbowl – so much so that I don’t really know who actually played in it (I’m assuming it’s the Cowboys and the Broncos – they’re in it pretty much every year, right?). But I do find it hilarious that (1) Coldplay was the halftime headliner and (2) they got upstaged by Beyonce.

And I wouldn’t even know about that except that Beyonce’s act has apparently upset Rudy Giuliani, Rush Limbaugh and the poor lambs at Fox News for being all militaristic and black and stuff.

Which for some reason made me think of the other time a prominent black R&B superstar made a sociopolitical album with a military-fashion look. 



Okay, it’s not the same thing exactly. But I suspect the reason we didn’t see the same level of freakout over Janet’s look was that Fox News didn’t exist in 1989.

Anyway, I can’t top what Jessica Williams has already said about this.

I will add that I find it grimly hilarious that Fox News creatures took Beyonce to task for the message in a song that they claimed they couldn’t even understand the words:
 
“I couldn’t really make out what Beyoncé was saying,” host Brian Kilmeade added after the show aired some footage of her performance. “But at the end, we find out Beyoncé dressed up in a tribute to the Black Panthers, went to a Malcolm X formation. And the song, the lyrics, which I couldn’t make out a syllable, were basically telling cops to stop shooting blacks!”

It’s kind of like: “I can’t understand a word of ‘Louie Louie', but I know it’s obscene!”

You could argue that the Super Bowl is no place for political statements. On the other hand, three Republican Super PACs (for Jeb Bush, Ted Cruz and Marco Rubio) ran TV spots during the game, and even the non-political ads ended up being politicized to varying degrees. So in this age where everything is political, it seems churlish to single out Beyonce for doing it.

And to be honest, given the current situation, I don’t blame Beyonce for using the Superbowls as a platform to speak against racism. It’s a conversation that America desperately needs to have, and one that at least a certain portion of white America is desperately trying to avoid, or pretend is unnecessary, or pretend the conversation yr trying to start is really about something else (i.e. when #BlackLivesMatter says “We don’t want white cops to shoot unarmed black kids without accountability”, Rudy Giuliani and Peter King hear, “Fuck the police, kill all cops, kill Whitey”). When the people on the other side don’t want to listen to what you have to say (and indeed see no reason to come to the table), it’s necessary to use an amplifier. The same rationale informed and drove Martin Luther King’s protests in the 1960s. Beyonce is no MLK, but she’s got a huge fan base, a national audience, and a microphone, and she would really like for white police officers to stop shooting unarmed black kids – what would you do?

You may question her use of Black Panther fashion imagery (not least since discussions about the Black Panthers on both sides tend to be oversimplified), but you can’t deny she’s started a conversation – even if the conversation on the other side of the table mostly (and predictably) ranges from simplistic to dumb. But that’s not on Beyonce. 

The revolution will be televised,

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Rowdy Roddy Piper is gone.

Which may not mean much to non-wrestling fans, except the ones who liked They Live.



For me, of course, Piper was part of the Toontown that was the WWF’s heyday in the late-80s. And he was always one of the standouts, whether in the ring or on the mike.

Also, while he wasn’t the first WWF superstar to break into films, he was one of the few who made at least one really good one (see above). The rest of them were mainly straight-to-video B-movies, but I’ll take that over Hulk Hogan’s kids films any day.

Piper brought Hell to Frogtown.



He went to the police academy with Jesse Ventura.



He inspired a punk rock song.



It’s hard not to respect that.

I think Jade Bos sums it up well:

Rowdy Roddy Piper was just an average dude full of disdain and hatred, for well, pretty much everything. And we loved him for it. Because deep inside we fucking hated everything too. It was the eighties. Sleek flamboyant artifice, Ronald Reagan, flawless over produced synth pop, and cocaine ruled the day. And much like the cocaine. It looked like so much fun, but in the end you’re miserable, broke, and alone with an empty mirror.

I know this probably doesn’t make much sense, but my hope is you feel like it does. Because that’s what Rowdy Roddy Piper was to me. In the middle of the fakest thing around, in the phoniest decade. In the grandly absurd Kabuki opera known as Professional Wrestling, he was somehow undeniable real.

Amen.

Sooner or later everybody pays the Piper,

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They say celebrity deaths happen in threes. In the last 24 hours we lost Sir Christopher Lee, Ornette Coleman and Dusty Rhodes.

It doesn't get much more diverse than that.

I confess I don’t have much to say about Coleman, if only because I wasn’t really aware he was still alive. I have two of his landmark albums from 1959 (The Shape Of Jazz To Come, Tomorrow Is The Question!), and I confess I only got into him because Henry Rollins name-dropped him and John Zorn did a covers album of Coleman compositions. But there’s no doubt he was an original.

The same could possibly be said of Dusty Rhodes, who was a TV staple for me growing up in Tennessee watching professional wrestling on weekends. He was always a standout and could always work a crowd whether he was a heel or a babyface. I had mixed feelings about his American Dream gimmick in the WWF with the polka dot outfits and all that. On the other hand, Rhodes made the most of it. Who else could get away with going on national television in a butcher shop and saying, “You can beat my prices, but you sure can’t beat my meat.”

As for Sir Christopher Lee, well, this probably sums it up better than anything I could write.

Rest in Peace, Christopher Lee

You can also add to that list, “Was on the cover of a Wings album”.



Respect.

And you will know us by the trail of dead,

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As many of you know, I’m not a big fan of sports. And I’m especially not a fan of American football. So when my Facebook feed is full of, say, Super Bowl fandom, I have a tendency to sneer a little.

But then, around this time last year, I came across this post from the guy some of you remember as "popfiend" in defense of football fandom. His overall point was this:

Football fandom is really no different from any other kind of fandom. Almost everyone is a fan of something that means a lot to them – bands, RPGs, videogames, comic books, Doctor Who – and you know how you feel when people crap all over you for being a fan of something they don’t really “get”. So lay off the football fans.

To be clear (and he does makes this point clearly) he’s coming from this as a fan not only of football, but of many of the geek/nerd things mentioned above. And he is not saying “you don't get to criticize stuff I like” – he’s just asking you to be nice about it instead of acting like a smug hipster.

That’s a good message.

But I have a problem with the analogy – so much so that’s taken me a year to work out just what the problem is, and how to articulate it. Make of that what you will.

Anyway, my problem hinges on two assertions made in the post:

1. People who mock the Super Bowl are smug hipsters.

Okay, maybe some of them are – at least I think so. The term “hipster” gets thrown around a lot these days to the point that I’m sure what it actually means, if it ever meant anything. It seems to mean “anyone who hates stuff I like and acts like it makes them smarter than anyone else”. I’ve known people like that, but we didn’t call them “hipsters”. We called them “pompous dicks”. So I guess “hipster” is the word we use for that now.

Anyway.

I can see why some anti-Super Bowl memes come across as smug to football fans. But there is a difference between perception and intention. I can only speak for myself here, but I don't feel particularly superior to people who like football. I just don’t understand the appeal, just like football fans don’t understand why it doesn’t appeal to me.

That said, I admit I’m not sure where the line is between fair criticism and smug hipsterism, or who gets to say where the line is. For example, I see football as a senseless emo rollercoaster of institutional violence based on land acquisition and an extreme display of sexist stereotypes (male gladiators fighting for the honor of the tribe whilst being cheered on by nearly naked busty women with perfect bodies, etc). Can I say that without denigrating football fans? And if not, should that matter?

2. Football fandom is no different from comics fandom, or Star Wars fandom, or the kind of fandom usually associated with the geek/nerd crowd (whatever that might mean to you).

This is technically true. Sports fans can be as obsessive as comics fans, and their love for it can be just as sincere. So they’re not all that different, right?

Well, not exactly. There’s one key difference: football in general – and the Super Bowl in particular – are assigned levels of sociological importance that traditional “geek” categories do not have, and have never had.

From Little Little League Whatever to high school, college and the pros, team sports – especially football – is a benchmark of social conformity. This may vary depending on where you live. When I was growing up in my home state of Tennessee (go Vols!) sports were practically a gauge of yr sexual orientation. They possibly still are, at least for certain communities or people over a certain age.

Let me be clear: I am not saying that all football fans are homophobic bullies, or that they actively enforce social mores that say you must like football or else. They’re not, and they don’t (and if they are and do, it’s not because they’re football fans). The point is that team sports play a mainstream and influential role in society and culture that has an impact well beyond its actual fan base. Sports are so mainstream as to be ubiquitous. You can always opt out, but yr always going to be exposed to it no matter what, and you’ll almost always be the odd person out on Game Day.

Comics, SF, RPGs and every other geek/nerd pursuit you care to name do not fit that description. Yes, they flourish more now than they ever did when I was a schoolkid. But they are nowhere near as ubiquitous or as woven into mainstream society as sports, nor are they as institutionalized.

The Super Bowl is a textbook example – perhaps THE textbook example. As sports events go, it’s an overblown, overpromoted gazillion-dollar goldmine that you can’t really avoid unless you don’t have a TV or an internet connection – or, like me, you live outside the country. And even then, my Facebook page will be swamped with running commentary on the game, or the halftime show, or the TV ads. It's an event that dominates the entire national conversation, whether you want to participate in that conversation or not. 

The same cannot be said for the average SF/comic convention – not even Nerd Prom. In terms of media saturation, commercial buy-in, watercooler discussion and mainstream cultural ubiquity, the two events don’t even compare. Not to me.

This is why a lot of non-sports fans push back against Super Bowl Mania a little harder than perhaps is fair – it’s not just the game, it’s all the sociological baggage that comes with it, and the fact that they can’t really avoid it the same way that people can avoid “nerd/geek” culture if they choose.

So no, sports fandom and geek fandom aren’t really the same. Maybe they are from the perspective of people who are fans of both. I get that. But for non-sports fans like me, the difference couldn't be more obvious. 

Now … having said all that, I will reiterate again that I fully agree with the key point of the post: if yr going to criticize the Super Bowl, there’s no need to be a jerk about it.

So after a year of analysis, I’ve found that I basically agree with his overall point – I just disagree with the methodology used to arrive at it.

But then I think football is a senseless emo rollercoaster of institutional violence based on land acquisition and an extreme display of sexist stereotypes (male gladiators fighting for the honor of the tribe whilst being cheered on by nearly naked busty women with perfect bodies, etc), so I would, wouldn’t I?

Super duper,

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And it’s another perfect chart-topper from Banäna Deäthmüffins.

People ask us where we get song ideas from. The answer is: all sorts of places.

In this case, we got them from a throw pillow with a bunch of cute cartoon animals playing soccer. Literally. And verbatim.

The song has been sitting around for ages, and we only got around to recording it earlier this year. And since we don’t usually do songs about sports, we figured we might as well submit the song to FIFA to be the official theme song of World Cup 2014. Because hell, why not?

Obviously we lost, ostensibly because we weren’t Brazilian enough. (As if Pitbull is.) Maybe if we’d got Jennifer Lopez to sing on it …

Anyway, we’ve been unable to release it into the wild for legal reasons. Until now.

So imagine this being played during the World Cup instead of that Pitbull song.



AND WE SING! )

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Like this song? Why not down it and other fine lo-fi tracks from the official Banäna Deäthmüffins page on Soundcloud?

Also, be the first to like us on Facebook.

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As some of you may know, the 2014 FIFA World Cup is coming up.

Here in Hong Kong, local broadcasting powerhouse TVB won the broadcast rights to the World Cup, and has spent the last year promoting it. Last month, TVB released their official theme song for the World Cup, sung by pretty much every major star on its roster.

It’s pretty awful.

It’s a matter of taste, of course. But it seems to me the point of a World Cup song is to be a rousing anthem you can sing in the stands to get the crowds going.

Leave it to TVB to do a World Cup song that not only sounds like standard feel-good Cantopop instead of a football anthem, but lyrically sounds like it’s not about the World Cup so much as it’s about TVB bragging about winning the broadcast rights.

Granted, I’m going mostly by the English-language chorus. The Chinese lyrics do have something to do with football, kind of, or at least with fighting to win trophies. But given how much self-important noise TVB has made about this, I’m pretty confident about my interpretation of it.



It’s all about you,

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[Via Televandalist]

Can’t feel the beating,

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Burger King can kiss my ass, gibroni.





Background here.

FUN FACT: That menu makes me hungry.

The once and future king,

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I am playing golf with Dita Von Teese. 

Dita is of course decked out in classy white lingerie – lace robe, bustier, panties, garters, stockings, stilettos, etc. It’s something to do with a charity event, so there is an audience watching. I am also the MC for it.

We are playing on a course that’s like a real golf course but with mini-golf hazards and challenges. And as MC I get to set the rules for each shot.

One hole is like a pyramid of little green hills, with pockets of flat ground. Dita has to putt the ball over the peak and down to the hole in one of the flat bits. If she misses, the ball will roll all the way down the hill and she’ll have to work her way back up.

She misses, and the ball rolls all the way back to the clubhouse. She looks at me with that smirky smile of hers and removes her lacy white robe – apparently the unspoken rule is that for every stroke it takes her to get the ball in the hole she has to take something off.

Since this is for charity, and since she will clearly be naked long before she ever gets anywhere close to the hole again, and since I want to be a gentleman to Ms Von Teese, I change the rules. She can take another shot from the top, and instead of a ball she can hit a slice of chopped onion sitting in a bowl of water. That way if she misses it won’t roll far. She graciously agrees, but says she wants to use raw onion, not one that’s been marinated in a bowl of garlic sauce.

“That’s too soggy, it’ll just stick to the putter,” she explains.

And then I woke up.

Cheese and onions,

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There has been talk about Russia’s “Don’t Say Gay” law being applied to athletes competing in the Winter Olympics in Sochi, which is pretty straightforward – sport a rainbow/AIDS pin, go to jail. 

Gay rights advocates are, of course, angry about this. But they’re also angry at the IOC for not being as angry about it as they are.

I understand this. But I have to say, I also understand the uncomfortable position the IOC is in. 

The IOC has always maintained a politically neutral stance to the Games, which are supposed to be the one arena the global community can stop arguing about politics for once and have some good old-fashioned sports competition. It’s not supposed to be a venue for making political statements. And the IOC by its very nature can’t afford to be taking sides.

The problem for the IOC is that it’s becoming increasingly difficult to stay politically neutral in a world where EVERYTHING is political, and more and more people refuse to compromise on their position to the point where yr pretty much expected to take a side, and refusing to do so is the same as opposing you. Yr either with us or against us, as someone once said.

Of course, the situation is a bit more complicated, because the problem isn’t really Russia’s opposition to gay marriage or gay rights. Look at any Olympic event since the Games started, and you’ll find they all took place in countries where gay marriage was still illegal, and where gay rights were at best patchy. The real problem is free speech – Russia has decided even openly expressing support for gay rights is a crime punishable by deportation.

The IOC has already expressed concern over this, and is pushing the Russian govt to at least exempt the Olympics from the law. Supposedly the govt has given them written assurances that the law won’t affect anyone attending or competing in the games, although apparently no one told Russia’s Sports Minister that.

Mind you, I’m not saying the Russia law is good, or that people shouldn’t oppose it, or shouldn't boycott the Games. I’m just saying it’s not really the job of the IOC to become an agitator for sociopolitical change, no matter how much you might want it to be. Apart from “quiet diplomacy”, there’s not much they can do about it at this stage.

As for boycotts, well, that’s fine, though I don’t think it will help much. The US and the USSR used to boycott each other’s Olympics all the time (well, twice, anyway), albeit with negligible results.

What I’d like to see – and what I hope happens – is athletes and attendees openly defying the law. I’d love to see every athlete wear an AIDs pin or wave a rainbow flag. Is Russia going to arrest and deport them all? Not likely. Even if only some athletes do it, I don’t think Russia will actually arrest any of them (except maybe the Russian ones). That’s what I’d prefer – mass gay rights support to the point of making the current Russian govt look isolated and out of touch.

It will also annoy and alarm certain American politicians and news commentators who will be forced to agree with Vlad Putin about something. Bonus!

Say it loud,

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As long-time readers know, I’m a fan of the Lingerie Football League. I don’t actually watch it. (I’m not a big fan of American football no matter who’s playing.) And I think it’s a silly enterprise that could only happen in a country where boob-themed restaurants are the biggest growing sector in the hospitality industry. 

But given the struggles they’ve had just finding cities to host teams (“Women playing a man’s game in their underwears? Not in MY town. We are proper folk here and don’t go for that kind of trashy entertainment. BTW, did we mention the WWE will be at the Coliseum next week?”), I do have a soft spot for the LFL. 

And I admit that even though I don’t care for football as a sport, I do think football is the most sexist sport America has. Manly-men gladiators hitting each other whilst being cheered on by sexpot babes? I mean, c’mon.

Now, it seems, the LFL was a stealth plot to make women’s football a mainstream sport (and a lucrative business).

If I didn’t know better, I’d say we’ve just witnessed a stealth campaign to start a female pro football league by people who knew the only way to start one in America – and prove women could play – was to have them play in their underwear.Or am I giving them too much credit?

Essentially, the LFL is “rebranding” itself the Legends Football League, and the women will now be wearing actual uniforms. Also, the tag line has been changed from "True Fantasy Football" to "Women of the Gridiron."

The object is to focus on the athleticism of the sport – an angle that, actually, the LFL has been keen to emphasize for some time. This isn’t a bunch of supermodels playing touch football – this is real competition, only packaged as male eye candy. Kind of like (and I’m just pulling an example out of the air here, really) beach volleyball.

The two obvious questions are: (1) “Why bother?” and (2) “What’s their attendance going to be like?”

Both are hard to answer, because I have no idea what kind of turnout the LFL games get now. Obviously they must do well enough to keep the business financed (and expand internationally), but I don’t know if they’re filling stadiums – and the LFL tends to stick to vague descriptions like “millions” and “more viewers than the WWF had in its first three years”.

The press release says the LFL is now big enough that it has “reached a crossroad of gaining credibility as a sport or continuing to be viewed as a gimmick.” But seeing as how it was the gimmick that drew in the punters, what will happen if you try to get them to take you seriously?

It will be interesting to see where this goes. The LFL is ostensibly saying that there is a market for women’s pro football, and we just created it while you were busy ogling lingerie babes.

I’m not entirely convinced this has been their plan all along. On the other hand, it’s something of a breakthrough. Outside of soccer, schools and charity events, America’s biggest team sports are guys-only affairs, and football is the most guys-only game there is – even colleges don’t have women’s football teams. There have been attempts, but the argument has always been there’s no interest – football fans wouldn’t care, and even if they did, you couldn’t find enough women who’d want to play, and even if you could, chicks just don’t play football as well because of, you know, lady parts and stuff.

The LFL has been proving that wrong. And it says a lot that the only way they could do that was to start it off as a sexy cheesecake gimmick.

It’ll be interesting to see if they can keep that interest level without the lingerie. Although the track record of pro football franchises that aren't the NFL is not promising.

First and goal,

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As a journalist, I get press releases.

Sometimes they're from the Lingerie Football League.

Which is nice, cos they send pictures and stuff.





The “news” is that the LFL is now available on KIX, a local/regional “action channel”, under an exclusive licensing deal. But it also highlights the fact that the LFL has now apparently become an international success, with a Canadian version launching this year, and an Australian league coming next year, and European version 2015.

Because few things have international appeal like women playing full-contact football in their underwear.

This is the best part of the press release:

To place the early success' of the LFL into perspective, in comparison to now billion dollar popular sports franchises such as the Ultimate Fighting Championship (UFC) or World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) through their first three seasons of operation, the LFL has achieved far more national television viewership, attendance and growth through the same initial period of time.

So basically they’re claiming LFL is more popular than the WWF was before it went huge in the mid 80s.

Perspective!

Still, that’s not bad for a cheesy idea that started as a Super Bowl halftime joke, has struggled to find enough cities willing to host a franchise team, and basically serves as a cultural signpost that football is such a guy-oriented sport that fans will only watch women play it if they’re half naked.

Offsides,

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I am working in my home office on my laptop. For some reason I have the Olympics streaming in one tab – evidently baseball is now an Olympic sport. The sound is off but it’s also playing on the TV in the living room, so I can hear the commentary from there.

Team USA is playing someone, and they’re not doing well – every time I switch over to the video, Team USA is literally dropping the ball, allowing runners to constantly advance. At one point a ball boy throws a ball to the pitcher, but he’s facing the other way. It hits him, and he turns around and throws another ball back at the guy who threw the other ball at him. As this is the ball in play, the base runners advance again.

The pitcher throws down his glove, walks over to the ball boy and punches him in the face. The ball boy goes down, and the pitcher pins him down and keeps punching away. A classic brawl ensues, except that it’s between Team USA and the umpires and field staff, not the other team. The commentators are talking about how embarrassing and disgraceful it all is: “The US lobbied the Olympic Committee to make baseball an Olympic event for years, Bob, and the first year, this happens.”

Meanwhile, the camera shows players in the dugout watching this and looking pretty dejected. For some reason there’s a big brown bear in the dugout – a team mascot or possibly this year’s Olympic mascot. One of the players tries to pet the bear to comfort it as though it’s a dog. The bear promptly starts mauling him.

I switch over to Facebook and update my status: BEST OLYMPICS EVER.

And then I woke up. And I was rather disappointed to learn it was just a dream.

Metaphorical,

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[Via Vintage Sleaze, which has more on lady wrestler magazines here]

Zay Oncle,

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Y’ever want to meet a woman dressed in nothing but lingerie, a football helmet and shoulderpads, take her to the nearest football field and tackle her?

MTV would like to make that dream come true. Legally!



I’ve written before about the Lingerie Football League, and how I like (or at least respect) it more than “proper” American football, if only because they have the underdog quality of having a hard time just finding a place to play. Plus, you know, it’s chicks in lingerie for its own sake.

But I have to say, as promos go, this is a bit oddball. Dinner with the team of yr choice? I can see that. Locker-room interviews? Sure. Autographed panties? Epic win.

But tackling a player?

I mean, sure, we’re talking about consensual tackling here. And we’re also talking about tackling someone who gets tackled professionally. Also, note that what’s actually being offered here is a chance to tackle an LBL player – meaning, I doubt she’s just going to stand there like a hot tackling dummy and let the winner build up a running start. She’ll probably be a moving target, and she’ll be in physically good shape.

I would also hope that, in the interest of fairness, the contestant has to strip down to his underpants.

Still, you have to admit we’ve reached an interesting milestone in modern society when you can win a trip to a major gambling den just to have a shot at tackling a lingerie model courtesy of a major cable TV channel run by one of the biggest media corporations in the world.

I’ll also admit that it threw me off at first that MTV is backing this. I’d expect something like this from ESPN or The Playboy Channel, or even Fox News. But MTV?

Then I remembered that MTV stopped showing music videos around the end of the 90s. So considering their current programming, the Lingerie Bowl fits right in.

Hit me with yr best shot,

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Yr Extra Frisky Paranoia lede of the day:

This should go over well.

That will, of course, mean it will take longer longer to get into the stadium. NFL spokesman Brian McCarthy suggests you arrive earlier:

"The enhanced security procedures recommended by our office before the start of the season will further increase the safety of fans but will require some additional time," McCarthy told USA TODAY in a statement Thursday. "We encourage fans to come early, enjoy their tailgating tradition, and be patient as they enter the stadium."

Because nothing makes long queues and enhanced pat-downs more tolerable – or people more tolerant and patient – than getting a little soused beforehand.

That said, it always seemed inevitable to me that enhanced pat-downs would start appearing outside of the obvious venues. Up to now, most people have generally accepted the necessity of extra security procedures at airports (at least until it happens to them) to the point where it’s considered normal now. We even have toys and Disney park rides that make searches and bag scans all part of the “fun”.

Still, I predict the new procedures will not go over well with fans, and that they’ll be rescinded, albeit only if it hurts attendance. Or if enough surly fans get tazed by security guards.

In which case, history books 50 years from now will say that after 10+ years of sacrificing privacy for security, Americans drew the line at major sports events.

Illegal procedure,

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And so can Dusty Rhodes.

professionalwrestling:<br /> <br />I am serious when I say that I would pay top dollar for one of these shirts. Even a bootleg. I’ll never know.<br /> <br />I Did have one, but I can&#8217;t find it!

[Via Crypt Of Wrestling]

Stand back,

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I get press releases.

Sometimes they’re about fake basketball teams.

They&#8217;re called the &#8220;Globetrotters&#8221; for a reason, you know &#8230;

No surprise, in a way – after all, basketball has a respectable following in China, thanks to Yao Ming going pro. And hey, they’re called the Globetrotters for a reason, I guess.

BACKGROUND: Like a lot of people my age, I first learned about them via Saturday morning cartoons. Meadowlark Lemon and Curly Neal were a part of my pop-culture landscape. They never made me want to pick up a basketball beyond some backyard hoop-chaw (as we call it in Tennessee), but they were a whole lotta fun to watch.

And even then, I had no idea the team had been around since the late 1920s. And they were actually from Chicago, not Harlem.

The things you learn about yr pop-culture past.

FUN FACT: Henry Kissinger is an honorary Globetrotter. Make of that what you will.

ANOTHER FUN FACT: The Globetrotters’ theme music is “Sweet Georgia Brown” by Brother Bones.


All the way from downtown,

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Which will be in October, according to the guy who told you it would be this past weekend.

And you can believe him, because it turns out that May 21 actually WAS Judgment Day – just not the kind where the faithful get zapped to Heaven:

Through chatting with a friend over what he acknowledged was a very difficult weekend, it dawned on him that instead of the biblical Rapture in which the faithful would be swept up to the heavens, May 21 had instead been a "spiritual" Judgment Day, which places the entire world under Christ's judgment, he said.

The globe will be completely destroyed in five months, he said, when the apocalypse comes. But because God's judgment and salvation were completed on Saturday, there's no point in continuing to warn people about it, so his network will now just play Christian music and programs until the final end on Oct. 21.

"We've always said May 21 was the day, but we didn't understand altogether the spiritual meaning," he said.

Nice save, Harold.

Of course, some of us know The Truth about what REALLY happened on May 21.



And the batshit continues.

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