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The argument has finally been decided conclusively in Rick Reilly’s article published the other day, in which he asks a bunch of former players, coaches and others associated with the NBA who would win in a one-on-one game between Kobe and LeDouchebag:

Trainer Tim Grover (Attack Athletics in Chicago), who has trained Bryant, James and Michael Jordan:

Hard to say. Kobe could back LeBron down, too. He’s that strong. Don’t put me in this spot. I’m not picking.

How about Jordan versus either man?

Grover: Oh, Michael. No question. From a physical and mental standpoint, he’s the best I’ve ever seen. If he were playing now, with the way the refs call everything, and with all the padding these guys wear, he’d average 40 or 50 a night if he wanted.

So it’s settled.  Oh yeah, by the way, MJ would have scored 100 points in today’s NBA…says MJ.  Greatest person ever.

[Thanks Odge]

If you follow the Phillies or even baseball at all, you might be a little perplexed after reading the title of this post; you might also just be reading this because I told you to.  Either way, your confusion is warranted.  Jimmy has been having, it has seemed, a pedestrian season, at best, even by his own lofty standards, and I thought such a statement was accurate until a couple of days ago.  Now, I haven’t been following his season at-bat to at-bat, but I guess I must have missed a recent hot-streak by the shortstop because I was somewhat surprised to see Jimmy’s stats as of a few days ago, as calculated by Comcast SportsNet and reported during his at-bat against the Nationals on Tuesday:

Now I’m no Woody Paige, but I believe those 737 homers would be some sort of record for a season…yet LeDouche still seems to steal the headlines from more deserving (and even record-shattering) athletes.  So the moral of this post is: fuck LeDouche James.  And don’t worry, Jimmy, Blogbdon’s got you.


LeBron James should blame himself, not race, for the heat he has received

Point the finger at yourself, LeBron

LeBron James, race and the NBA (see? unbiased)

[via The Fightins]

To save the three of you that read this blog the pain of reading an eight-page rant about my hatred for LeBron and how his behavior/this fiasco has just solidified that fact with me forever, I’m just going to post links to two articles that really summarize my feelings a lot better than I can.  Also, this picture is great too.


Enjoy the reads:

1. LeBron James Is A Cocksucker: This article was written by Drew Magary, contributing editor to Deadspin, and it’s awesomely awesome:

Tomorrow is the day LeBron James becomes the most unlikable person in the NBA, and perhaps all of American sports. I used to think he was okay a year ago. No more. He’s the villain now.

It doesn’t matter where he opts to go. If he goes to Chicago, he’s a cocksucker. If he goes to Miami, he’s a cocksucker. Even if he goes back to Cleveland, he’s a goddamn cocksucker. He’s a self-aggrandizing sack of shit, and ESPN is a bunch of pussy-whipped enablers for giving him a free hour of airtime tomorrow night and inevitably using 55 minutes of it to let Stu Scott give him a rimjob.

LeBron is now the guy you openly root against. If he leaves Cleveland tomorrow night, he’ll have needlessly strung along an entire fanbase and given them the middle finger by making their breakup spectacularly public. If he stays, he’ll have spent two years cockteasing the rest of the world about going somewhere else when he probably never wanted to leave Ohio to begin with. There’s no end result tomorrow that makes LeBron a sympathetic figure. He’s already gone past the point of no return. He’s a cocksucker. Fitting that his most memorable career moment will come when he doesn’t even take a fucking shot. He’s a guy that cares more about the end result of playing basketball – massive, unending adulation – than he does actual basketball.

2. Countdown to the LeBronocalypse: And this one was written by the Sports Guy, Bill Simmons, who, as he sometimes does, puts it perfectly:

…If LeBron picks anyone other than the Cavaliers, it will be the cruelest television moment since David Chase ended “The Sopranos” by making everyone think they lost power. Cleveland fans will never forgive LeBron, nor should they. He knows better than anyone what kind of sports anguish they have suffered over the years. Losing LeBron on a contrived one-hour show would be worse than Byner’s fumble, Jose Mesa, the Game 5 meltdown against Boston, The Drive, The Shot and everything else. At least those stomach-punch moments weren’t preordained, unless you believe God hates Cleveland (entirely possible, by the way). This stomach-punch moment? Calculated. By a local kid they loved, defended and revered.

It would be unforgivable. Repeat: unforgivable. I don’t have a dog in this race — as a Celtics fan, I wanted to see him go anywhere but Chicago — but LeBron doing this show after what happened in the 2010 playoffs actually turned me against him. No small feat. I was one of his biggest defenders. Not anymore.

I think it’s a cop-out. Any super-competitive person would rather beat Dwyane Wade than play with him. Don’t you want to find the Ali to your Frazier and have that rival pull the greatness out of you? That’s why I’m holding out hope that LeBron signs with New York or Chicago (or stays in Cleveland), because he’d be saying, “Fine. Kobe, Dwight and Melo all have their teams. Wade and Bosh have their team. The Celtics are still there. Durant’s team is coming. I’m gonna go out and build MY team, and I’m kicking all their asses.” That’s what Jordan would have done. Hell, that’s what Kobe would have done.

In May, after the Cavs were ousted in the conference semifinals, I wrote that LeBron was facing one of the greatest sports decisions ever: “winning (Chicago), loyalty (Cleveland) or a chance at immortality (New York).”

I never thought he would pick “HELP!”

LeBron joining Wade after his 2010 playoffs flameout, in my opinion, is like Conan O’Brien getting kicked in the teeth by NBC, then overreacting and forming a late-night version of “The View” with Chris Rock, Adam Carolla and Jeffrey Ross over trying to create his own show somewhere else. (Note to Carolla and Ross: Don’t get excited, it’s only a hypothetical.) Total cop-out. The move of someone who, deep down, doesn’t totally trust his own talents any more. And maybe he doesn’t.

Such eloquent poetry…I could quote both these articles all day, particularly Simmons’ article because it’s longer, but take a look at them yourselves, take a look at that beautiful picture above and then think about it before tuning in to LeDoucheFest 2010 at 9PM tonight.  Regardless of what happens, after this week I won’t be disappointed.

[via Deadspin & ESPN]

This is kind of nuts, but, as you can see below, the World Cup winners have been oddly symmetrical when graphed.  Therefore, Germany must win when they take on a talented Spanish team on Wednesday…and then go on to beat the other winner in the finals on Sunday.  Why?  Because this graph says so, and the internet never lies.


[via Theusrus & Buzzfeed]

Here’s yet another brilliant infographic from Flip Flop Fly Ball, this one documenting the last player from each baseball team to wear Jackie Robinson’s uniform number, #42, which was retired league-wide in 1997. Twelve players were allowed to continue to wear the number “per a grandfather clause,” and, as indicated by the final name on the graph, only one of the twelve remain in the league thirteen years later.  However, it is fitting that the one player who still wears #42 to this day (and who will be the last player to ever wear #42) is Mariano Rivera, the Yankees legendary relief pitcher, who will almost undoubtedly go down as the greatest closer of all time.

(click picture for large,full-screen view)

[via Flip Flop Fly Ball]

Now that shows some solid confidence in your defense and also seems a perfectly good reason to toss an inexperienced QB right into the start of the season…but whatever. Read this, it’s incredibly interesting, Kolb-hating aside. Could this really be true?

It might sound cockamamie to suggest that one of the reasons why the Eagles traded Donovan McNabb to the Redskins was so they wouldn’t draft Oklahoma quarterback Sam Bradford. ESPN’s Adam Schefter did more than suggest it, he tweeted it (Twitter continues to rule the world).

But I have to say I’m completely on board with this theory. In fact, a team source mentioned last week that it was a motivating factor and I guess I was in too much of a stupor to realize its importance.

Yes, the No. 1 reason why the Eagles dealt with Washington was because it made the best offer. And, yes, that offer — a second round draft pick and a conditional fourth-round draft pick in 2011 — made shipping McNabb within the division that much easier.

But the Eagles also did not want to have to deal with Bradford, a quarterback they rate very high, for the next decade. I know one Eagles coach — who would know such things — that had Bradford ranked among the better quarterback prospects over the last decade. There was a reason why offensive coordinator Marty Mornhinweg was at Oklahoma last week to watch Bradford throw during his Senior Day.

The Eagles feared that Redskins coach Mike Shanahan would use his second-round pick to move from the No. 4 overall pick into the Rams’ top spot. St. Louis likes Bradford and could very well take him, but the team needs a complete overhaul and it may have been willing to give up the top spot to address a host of other needs.

With the trade, the Eagles not only got rid of a quarterback that became expendable, but they got two draft picks in return and they kept a future All-Pro quarterback out their division for the time being.

Sounds like a win-win-win to me.

[via Birds’ Eye View]

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