PhelpsPhan

Mike might hang up the speedo for the '12 olympics. Is this an attempt to stay out of the spotlight so he can continue to smoke grass or has pot already made him a lazy stoner? The guy was making millions for something he did for two weeks, and I am sure the work to get to that point was gruelling, however, if he kept himself clean he could of made millions for the rest of his life. Now the only way to recover from this epic blunder would be to get back into the pool and do it all over again. Blowing off the olympics to blow smoke would be an even worse decision than the one he already made. And after trying to figure out how many pitches C.C. Sabathia has to make to earn my yearly salary today on ESPN, I think getting wet is the best decision for Mike. By the way the number of pitches is .53 of a strikeout, or his first two pitches this season.

Now for the weekend. This weekend was not as eventful as last, but that will happen when you decide to leave the bars packed with chics for the bars packed full with dudes from wall to wall. I would swear they were nothing but gay bars, but I know they weren't because there was no room to dance. There wasn't even any room to do my 2-point conversion celebration dance. Nothing worse than sardine packed bar with nothing but straight dudes who can't even get a drink. From now on I am listing to Kevin. The highlight to my weekend was strapping on the sneakers and playing some bball. Wace was the Reggie Miller of the game, you know how that is, lights out from behind the arc but when within inches of the hoop...nothing. I swear he went 16-20 from the "men's" 3-point line. Personally I don't think moving the line back a foot does anything, especially when you know the hoop is big enough to fit two balls at once. But I live 5 feet behind the line so it might affect people differently than me. Well hopefully this week flys by so I can make up for this wretched weekend. Until then...