It's rare on this site that we make a big to-do about introducing new blogs. But this introduction is a little bit different. It's a fantasy site, and seeing as how I don't do fantasy (in sports anyways) they may actually be able to help me out sometime.
And besides that they said some really nice stuff about us and if I have taught you anything at all it's that with us, flattery gets you EVERYWHERE.
So, without further ado, welcome to the long list to the right Fantasy Sports 101.
Here is what they said about us because we love us some us:
Two ladies, well endowed with huge ... sports knowledge, bring an honest female's view of sports to the table. A lady's touch is seriously lacking in sports, especially when it comes to blogging and analysis, and these are two of the best. Lauren and Mandy, whose profiles are fun to look at by the way, talk about gossip, players' wives, and other off-the-beaten-path stories from the sports world.
And besides that they said some really nice stuff about us and if I have taught you anything at all it's that with us, flattery gets you EVERYWHERE.
So, without further ado, welcome to the long list to the right Fantasy Sports 101.
Here is what they said about us because we love us some us:
Two ladies, well endowed with huge ... sports knowledge, bring an honest female's view of sports to the table. A lady's touch is seriously lacking in sports, especially when it comes to blogging and analysis, and these are two of the best. Lauren and Mandy, whose profiles are fun to look at by the way, talk about gossip, players' wives, and other off-the-beaten-path stories from the sports world.
Labels: blogging, flattery gets you everywhere, links
The world now knows of the time I got drunk and picked up a bottle of beer in the parking lot and drank it after a Stars game.
Big time thank you (and maybe a titty flash) to Mr. Irrelevant for including us in his "Out of the basement, onto the game" post.
In case you don't know this is the tale of our favorite in-person sports moment:
Try as we might we never got tickets to the NBA Finals last year, so we made damn sure that we were at the Mavericks home opener against the Spurs this season. Yeah the Mavs lost, but half the fun of the game was heckling the Spurs fans. I got into it with an elderly gentleman, who I completely owned and who had to be escorted out of our section by security. Then after the game we took it upon ourselves to boo and berate every Spurs fan that walked within earshot. That is until we were forcibly removed from the AAC by our male companions, who really didn't want to defend our honor against the hefty Spurs fan headed our way. Perhaps we shouldn't have called her fat. We really should have been ashamed of ourselves, but we knew that somewhere Mark Cuban was smiling.
A close second would have to be the time that Lauren got so belligerently drunk at a Dallas Stars hockey game that she was convinced she was actually at a Dallas Burn soccer game. She wouldn't stop spouting torrents of profanity ("Let's f---innnn go Burrrrnnnn!!!) in front of the children in the neighboring seats and on the way out she decided it would be a great idea to grab a half-drunk beer from the parking lot and polish it off. I'd like to be able to say that I made that last part up, but I definitely didn't. What can I say? We go balls out when it comes to sporting events.
Big time thank you (and maybe a titty flash) to Mr. Irrelevant for including us in his "Out of the basement, onto the game" post.
In case you don't know this is the tale of our favorite in-person sports moment:
Try as we might we never got tickets to the NBA Finals last year, so we made damn sure that we were at the Mavericks home opener against the Spurs this season. Yeah the Mavs lost, but half the fun of the game was heckling the Spurs fans. I got into it with an elderly gentleman, who I completely owned and who had to be escorted out of our section by security. Then after the game we took it upon ourselves to boo and berate every Spurs fan that walked within earshot. That is until we were forcibly removed from the AAC by our male companions, who really didn't want to defend our honor against the hefty Spurs fan headed our way. Perhaps we shouldn't have called her fat. We really should have been ashamed of ourselves, but we knew that somewhere Mark Cuban was smiling.
A close second would have to be the time that Lauren got so belligerently drunk at a Dallas Stars hockey game that she was convinced she was actually at a Dallas Burn soccer game. She wouldn't stop spouting torrents of profanity ("Let's f---innnn go Burrrrnnnn!!!) in front of the children in the neighboring seats and on the way out she decided it would be a great idea to grab a half-drunk beer from the parking lot and polish it off. I'd like to be able to say that I made that last part up, but I definitely didn't. What can I say? We go balls out when it comes to sporting events.
For some reason unbeknownst to me Lauren insists that I am in love with Chris Kaman. Although, given his model good looks and the sexy coiffures he sports, how could she not assume I was infatuated with the man?
Since I'm so totally enamored with him, you can imagine how thrilled I was to discover that he has a blog. It's not quite as crazy as Gilbert Arenas' blog, but he does give us insights into his trucking company Kaman Transportation, his movie reviews (he liked the Devil Wears Prada), and his much talked about haircut from earlier this season. Plus there are plenty of photos to add to my collection of masturbatory material. Sweet.
Also, Mavs fans can check out Jerry "Cro-Magnon Man" Stackhouse's blog. There's a link to video of him singing the national anthem at a Mav's home game that you should check out if you missed it the first time. Brother's got soul.
[Thanks to the sexy stallions over @ The Big Lead for this gem]
Since I'm so totally enamored with him, you can imagine how thrilled I was to discover that he has a blog. It's not quite as crazy as Gilbert Arenas' blog, but he does give us insights into his trucking company Kaman Transportation, his movie reviews (he liked the Devil Wears Prada), and his much talked about haircut from earlier this season. Plus there are plenty of photos to add to my collection of masturbatory material. Sweet.
Also, Mavs fans can check out Jerry "Cro-Magnon Man" Stackhouse's blog. There's a link to video of him singing the national anthem at a Mav's home game that you should check out if you missed it the first time. Brother's got soul.
[Thanks to the sexy stallions over @ The Big Lead for this gem]
Labels: blogging, chris kaman, mandy's one true love, nba
