While you were out starting the New Year off with four points on your driver’s license, here’s what you missed.
If Gilbert Arenas tweets off about his recent gunslinger scandal claiming his innocence, is there anyone around that actually believes him? Agent Zero hit up Twitter and let that bitch breathe on a number of topics including the media’s coverage of his version of show and tell meets The Wire. Arenas plays off the drama by saying “wake up this morning and seen I was the new JOHN WAYNE”. First off, I’m mad that a multi-millionaire’s tweets read like he’s a struggling ESL student, but that’s my problem.
Gilbert Arenas doesn’t seem take the game seriously anymore and he’s quickly approaching Special Needs/Ron Artest territory where any time he acts out we just hand him a pitcher of Kool-Aid and hope he goes away. Gilbert, you’re getting investigated by the FBI, there isn’t anything funny or trill about that. Tweets about Tiger Woods bumping uglies with midgets isn’t a credibility builder and it doesn’t make us L-O-L, this is some serious shit. The Wizards have been itching to package you into a trade every year the team fails to sniff a playoff victory and trust me brotha, you’re just one felony charge away from being just plain Zero.
When Urban Meyer announced that he was stepping down from his coaching duties, I already knew the Cincinnati Bearcats were dead in the water. With former Coach Brian Kelly doing the Nick Saban dance and taking the job at Notre Dame when he said he wasn’t going to, the media is already on their knees praying five times in the direction of Tim Tebow’s dorm and did we mention this MIGHT or MIGHT NOT be Urban Meyer’s last game? The Nati Bears had no chance. Tebow put on his own Pre-Combine NFL tryout and played Madden 10 for four quarters as he put up 482 god fearing yards and 3 touchdowns with no picks to speak of. This isn’t Whatsamatta U they played, this is the number four ranked team in the nation. This is a Big East Champion we’re talking about here getting completely plowed to the tune of 51 points. Cincinnati didn’t exactly have the best set of circumstances ahead of them before they stepped into the Superdome last night, and for that I’ll preface this next statement with a “great game guys…but”. The BCS is a hate crime. You take big money schools who don’t make it into the national title game and you give them a cupcake as a consolation prize. I’m sorry, barely beating Pittsburgh by one point in the Big East title game should’ve thrown up a red flag to the BCS selection committee that there’s a large possibility that Florida might go on autopilot and destroy the Bearcats in the Sugar Bowl. Instead, i think Cincy might have to walk into New Orleans PD headquarters and file a police report after the beating they took last night. There were at least five teams I think deserved the spot more than Cincy did and I think last night’s game proved that it’s time for the BCS to consider ending the farce that is the Big East’s automatic bid. Replace the Big East autobid with the Mountain West, so at least I won’t feel like I’m watching the Patriots vs. the Iowa Barnstormers every year.
Louisville/Kentucky is about to tip off in less than an hour from now at the Rupp Arena and they should’ve held this game in Vegas instead. Forget Mayweather/Pacquiao for a second here, this is going to be a championship prizefight. There’s no amount of hype that can live up to the genuine animosity held between Calipari and Pitino. Oh what, you DON’T think it’s about the coaches? Go look at ESPN.com’s front page. This is a coaching battle for the supremacy of the Bluegrass State. You don’t think recruits are watching this game? Alumni? The moment Calipari announced his move to Kentucky, this game was circled on the calendar. Definitely today’s Good Look.
What, no Jay Electronica mixtape? No Fabolous/DJ Drama mixtape? Luckily, our boy Blu dropped a hot one on Twitter called theGODleebarnes(lp). There’s no tracklisting and it’s one long MP3, but it’s the perfect soundtrack to a busy Saturday.
That’s What’s Good for January 2nd, 2010. Get some damn sense before you hop on Twitter.
