Wednesday, November 29, 2006

"My Boys" Sucked

So I watched the highly anticipated sitcom about a female sports reporter called, "My Boys." And boy did it suck. It was hard for me to even watch a full episode. P.J. is the main character and writer who takes us into her world of buddies and poker. Really, half the show takes place in her small apartment. There are barely any scenes with her at Wrigley Field in the press box. And to top it all off, I just despise how the entire show is compared to baseball. "Baseball is comprised of teams, and my team is made up of Bill, Bob, Andrew and Joseph ... Bill and Bob are like the infielders on the team." I mean, seriously, are you kidding me? The writing is just off and I don't feel like the creators had any idea what baseball is about. Very below expecations. I just, well, wanted more.

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Celebs are back on the hardwood

Celebs <3 the NBA. I swear its their favorite sport to support, just ask Jack, Leo or Tobey (pictured here watching the Lakers with his pregnant fiance, Jenn). And guess what, sometimes its more exciting to watch the jumbo screen for celeb sighings then to see Kobe Bryant hit a jumper. I'm just sayin'.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Halloweeen in the Castro & Costume Talk

I'm in a bashing-sort-of-mood because on SI's section, SI On, they have a quick write up about how Ohio University "is the place to be" on Halloween. Are you kidding me? Please. The place to be is The Castro in S.F. And all of UC Berkeley's students thats where they must flee when the sun goes down. They dress up, the girls slutty strawberry shortcakes and the guys as Zorro, a golfer or even a homemade cloud (he stuck dozens of cotton balls all over him and had a sign on him reading (I'm a fu**king cloud, so don't ask).

Either way, the Downtown Bart Station wauts PACKED. And undergrads are sometimes too much to handle when they are in high concentrations. Either way we all got off, well pushed ourselves out on 16th and Mission and headed to the Castro. Oh my gosh, talk about crazy, weird and wild things people do in diguise. It was hard to move anywhre. I lost half my group and then there was barely any room to dance. Security was extra tight, but I managed to jump over the steel barracks (thanks to Luckie lifting me over).

Most memorable costumes: A guy dressed as Becker (from the Muppet Babies), a talking Fandango bag, a red ipod, eyeballs, bears, dozens of sheriffs (real and fake) OH and a person peeking out of a carboard myspace profile page. Hilarious.

But what wasn't original were the meant-to-be-cute outfits which really turn into slutty onesies. Boobs popping out, butts hanging out. Little red riding hood suddnely became a vixen, teenagers find inventive ways to wear lacy numbers and women take sports costumes to the sluttiest of extremes.

I'm sorry, but halloween is not a day to excuse yourself from looking skanky. Look at SI's Jenn Sterger. She's in a photo wearing some referee halter dress. Her boobs are totally exposed (I'm sure the sports men will like that right, I mean pretty girl in revealing wear).

Cheerleaders with the shortest of skirts.

Do guys think girls wearing sports attire with a new twist - literally creating dresses from referee, football and baseball uniforms - is a plus?

It just adds to the number one reason why they dress the way they do: because they want male attention. Obviously Jenn Sterger is doing it for her readers. But gees, what happened to looking good while still hiding your best assets?

Your suppose to wear a costume b/c it does something for you. Not because it DOES something for the beholder.

(FYI, leave the sexy attire in your lingerie drawer or when you want to act up some kinky fantasty for your significant other IN the bedroom).

Whatever, The Castros was awesome - Ohio University people don't know what they're missing - and I'm glad I left before the shootings took place. Sigh.