New Coach, Celebrity Roommies, and Gay Groping

-What are my feelings on the hiring of Kelvin Sampson for Indiana? First of all, any coach is an upgrade over Mike Davis. I don't think he is the best coach we could have gotten. I would of liked to of seen a Mark Few, Tom Crean, or a even a Rick Majerus (if he is still alive). Kelvin did a good job in Oklahoma, they were very consistent every year and he recruited well. In the NCAA Tournament, he failed to do anything special. The farthest he has gotten was the final four in 2002, where he ironically lost to Mike Davis and the Indiana Hoosiers. In conclusion, I'll just sit back, give the guy a chance, and see how he does.

-What a horrible finale to the Real World/Road Rules Gauntlet Challenge (No I'm not Gay). And if I see that Kina piece of shit walking down the street, I'm punching her in the face. Damn, is she annoying!

-They might as well end the contest of American Idol because that bald-headed Chris dude has it all wrapped up. (I'm aware he's no Clay Aiken)

-Apparently Jennifer Anniston and Vince Vaughn are planning a move to Chicago. I could not think of two better roommates to have. All I know is that I got top bunk.

-Wilmer Valderamma(the foreign dude from "That 70's Show") had some interesting things to say on the Howard Stern Show this past week. Apparently this guy has banged Lindsey Lohan, Mandy Moore (took her virginity), and Jennifer Love Hewitt. There are also rumors he was involved with Rosario Dawson, Jessica Alba, and Jamie Pressley. Lucky no talent piece of shit!

-Sports Illustrated picked the White Sox to win the World Series in 2006. I'm pleased that SI thinks so highly of my, but this magazine has a tendency to put a curse on teams that they pick to win. Unfortunately, I don't think the White Sox will be able to repeat. For one thing, their bullpen looks like crap this year. But more importantly, I believe that once you when the World Series its hard to have the necessary motivation to repeat.

-I watched the movie "Waiting" with Ryan Reynolds. They should of re-named the movie "Van Wilder Works at a Restaurant." Can the guy play another friggin character for once?

-How dare Issac Mizrahi grope Scarlett Johanson (Recently added to my Top 5) at the Golden Globes. Hey Issac, stick to the pole smoking and lay your hands off my woman.

-Reeses Puff Cereal tastes better dry than with milk.

-Is there anybody that Nick Lachey is not banging? I mean I even hooked up with him last night.

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Air Douche

Please let me start off by saying, by no means am I a talented basketball player. If I play consistently, I can shoot fairly well. But that's about it. So the purpose of this entry is not for me to brag, but more for me to inform the public of my unexpected performance. Here's a little background . . . I haven't played organized basketball in 3 years. So far I've played in three games since I've joined this league. My last game which was two weeks ago, I was just brutally awful, hitting only 2 out of who knows how many shots. And I had to miss last week's game for a work function. So coming into my next game I had very little confidence. To make matters worse, I arrive late to the game. Literally, right when I walked in they were tipping off to start. So I had no time at all to warm up with my shooting. And usually I like to warm up and shoot for a half-hour before a game. The game starts and I see that we only got 4 guys on our team. (The League is 4-on-4) So I'm thinking great, now we can't even sub out if somebody (most likely me) gets tired. We get the ball and somebody passes me the ball, I have an open three-pointer. In my head I'm thinking there is no friggin way I'm making this shot. But I shoot the ball without hesitation and I drain the three. I'm thinkin here, what the hell? I don't practice or warm up at all and I drain a three? I don't get it. We get the ball and again I have an open three pointer. Nothing but net again! At this point I'm puzzled as hell, but I don't care. I ended up being on fire the whole night and ended up with a 31-point game. A career best by far. People, I cannot explain what happened to me that night. I almost want to say there was somebody watching over me and putting the ball in the basket for me. How could I be so awful two weeks ago and then not warm up and have this type of game? Honestly, this will have to be a game that I will tell my kids about. Yes son, I realize that I look like I can't walk straight, but gosh darn it I had a 31-point game in my basketball career. If you are curious we ended getting creamed and losing the game. My team is pretty darn awful, which may explain my scoring performance. But people, it still puzzles me at this moment today, how I was able to perform at that level. I can honestly say, there will never be a game like that for me again. So whenever I am down or feel like a friggin chump, I will think back to the game where a 6'3, so-called unathletic, Jewish male douche, had the game of his life.

I'm Out!