Some links from all around as I sweat out the California heat wave without A/C:
• PRO FOOTBALL TALK divulges that Adam “Don’t Call Me Pacman” Jones is defaulting on the mortgage on his Tennessee home.
(This bedroom is part of the home that could be yours if you show up at the courtroom auction.)
• Mr. Jones is not alone on the real estate issues front, as THE BIG LEAD writes on the California real-estate company that’s on the down and out after getting investments from jocks like Matt Light, Roy Halladay, and Vladimir Guerrero.
• The IRISH BAND OF BROTHERS discovers Notre Dame is having some issues finding an alum willing to take on its vacant athletic director position. (Duties include keeping Charlie Weis’ chocolate fountain flowing at all times.)
Remember the scene in Billy Madison when Bradley Whitford disgustingly asks, “Are they gonna throw a party every time he passes a grade?!” That’s how I’m beginning to feel with these Boston/New England championship parades.
It may not be long before Bostoners begin to feel the same way, as the taxpayer cost of all of these championship parades are getting expensive (as was Big Baby’s Baconator bill yesterday):
Kevin Millar made a little wager on the NBA Finals. (Don’t worry, the b-ball bet wasn’t anything approaching Pete Rose-levels.) And by the looks of it, he took the Lakers.
That would explain why the Orioles’ first baseman showed up to the plate last night in a new blonde hairdo, accompanied by the sweet melodies of “Ice, Ice Baby”.
BROMOBLOG breaks it down that Millar lost his NBA bet to former Red Sox teammate Jason Varitek. As a result, Kevin came up against the Houston Astros with the new hair and a new at-bat song courtesy of Vanilla Ice. Video proof of his plate appearance is after the jump.
