Obligatory Sports Babe
Good morning, friends. Seeing as it's election day here in Canada, I figured, what better time to let you know that The Big Picture is finally down to its last two contestants in the fourth edition of their "Would You Do..." Tournament. Well... OK, I also saw it on Deadspin (Man, those guys are quick). Anywho, this is the second time one of these tournaments has focused on female sportscasters-- because apparently somewhere in the terms of service when you create a sports blog is that you're required to objectify female reporters. And... we're happy to fulfil our requirements as well. The Big Picture's readers have narrowed it down to either Jill Arrington, or Lindsay Soto (pictured). (No, I don't know who the hell they are either.)
Hard Questions in the NLCS
The Big Lead has noticed that the Manny Ramirez story has become central to both of MLB's league championship series', and wonders why Manny is a pariah because of his behaviour, and yet Brett Myers-- who beat up his wife two years ago-- doesn't generate any heat at all.
"If we deploy an identical character standard," they quite rightly point out, "any time Brett Myers gets mentioned it should be as 'Brett Myers, who punched his wife in the face.' "
Marvin Harrison Now Elusive Off The Field As Well
Funny. Apparently Marvin Harrison doesn't want to talk to reporters so much, ever since his gun shot a guy and all.
The Detroit Lions
I don't even have to try to be funny with that heading, do I? Just saying the name of the team is enough for stifled giggling, isn't it? Yeah... things are bad in Motown. Things are bad.
The video you're about to watch is of Dan Orlovsky. An NFL quarterback. A guy who was better than all the other kids on his block, who turned down scholarships from Purdue and Michigan State to go to the University of Connecticut, and after a successful college career was drafted into the NFL-- one of the top handful of players at the most glamorous position in a sport that's played by millions. . .
Wow.
Joey Chestnut Continues to Impress, Disgust
Forty-five pizza slices in 10 minutes. FORTY-FIVE!