No hello. No how are you. My mom just jumped right into the conversation. She called me yesterday, at the tail end of the Anthony Weiner press conference.
“What is wrong with these people?”
I started in with the usual, “absolute power corrupts absolutely, politicians never think they’ll get caught,” pabulum that always comes up when someone in power gets caught in an embarrassing scandal.
“No, not politicians. I know what’s wrong with them. I mean these people taking the dirty pictures. Who does that?” And this is how I ended up teaching my mom about sexting
So at the age of 25 Wayne Rooney decided to do something about his receding hairline. The man went ahead with a hair transplant…this is the end result.
Our numbers were way up in May. I don’t know if it was our best month ever, but it was really good.
That makes me happy. I work very hard on the vast majority of my posts. I try to offer our readers a little humor, a little guidance, and a big piece of myself. The interviews I do with authors and experts offer up some insight that I don’t think are available on many other sites. The SCP book club project that I’m currently working on is designed to spark conversation about this week’s New York Times Bestseller and maybe provide its readers with some different perspective as they immerse themselves in the 750 pages of ESPN minutia. And of course, there are these SI reviews, which are meant to be one side of the ongoing conversation we’ve all been having since I began writing them nearly a year and half ago.
But, here’s the thing: No one gives a shit.
Remember those numbers I was talking about? My posts barely make a dent. The vast majority of our May readership spike can be attributed to a picture King Ing posted of some soccer player’s girlfriend. In fact, of the top 10 most viewed SportsCracklePop pages last month, I was responsible for a grand total of zero. I barely make a blip in the top 100. I’m still getting blown out by a post about David Wright maybe dating a woman named Molly Beers, who I’ve never heard of. And King Ing posted that THREE YEARS AGO.
Still, I soldier on. I have to believe there’s a place for me on the internet. I have to believe someone is out there. But, just in case I’m wrong, here’s a link to those naked Blake Lively pictures. If winning prose and erudite conversation won’t win you over, titties and vag should do the trick.
Sure I can watch people fall/trip over hurdles all day. But when you add the color commentary of one of their classmates to the mix it adds so much more enjoyment. This kid is breaking it down like Hubie Brown.
I wonder how he would have called the Miami Heat chokejob last night.
Not sure what to think about the revamping of the ESPN Baseball Tonight theme song. Maybe I just have to actually wait for J. Cole to finish before I actually pass judgment.
I wonder who has more fun listening to their own beats, Timbaland or J.Cole? And would Jay Z make the same face to the new BBTN theme as he did when he first heard “Dirt off your Shoulders?” Continue Reading
