Brog: First Photo Of Brand-New SbB Girl Dorothy
I spent the better part of the last two days shooting new SbB Girl Dorothy here in Los Angeles.
More pics of her coming shortly. Another Brog will be posted at 5p PT today.
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I spent the better part of the last two days shooting new SbB Girl Dorothy here in Los Angeles.
More pics of her coming shortly. Another Brog will be posted at 5p PT today.
Yesterday I went to the Dodgers-Brewers game in Los Angeles, which was no coincidence. Like many here in Lipstick City, for the first time in what seems like centuries, I felt compelled to make the normally daunting trek to Chavez Ravine.
With good weather, zoot-suited Manny in left, and the resurgent Brewers in town, you’d have thought we’d be staring down a sellout Sunday. But the ball orchard was only about 55% full, and parking was a smog-filled breeze. So tho it was a little strange to see so many empty seats without the Pirates in town, it was as pleasant an experience as I’ve had watching professional baseball in Los Angeles County.
The only thing that struck me as a little strange yesterday was the giant wall that separates lower level box seats from the rest of the field level chairbacks. The wall was a erected a couple years ago by the McCourts, and I’ve seen it before, from a lower perspective. But I was club level Sunday, so you could really see how ridiculous the gigante barrier looks.
Of course, the wall is designed to prevent unwashed commoners from invading the precious space of those well-monied ticketholders - the ones who leave their $250 seats empty for half the season. By the looks of the wall, I’m surprised Dodgers Owner Frank McCourt didn’t dig out a moat while he was at it.
I don’t know how long McCourt will run the team into the ground own the team, but I’m guessing that ripping up baseball’s Berlin Wall will be the first order of business for whomever wrests the flagging franchise off of Frank’s hands.
I think I’ve found the latest internet rage: WomenAgainstFantasy.com!
Oh wait, make that WomenAgainstFantasySports.com. Based on the site’s content, the proprietors apparently are taking a page from CollegeHumor.com, existing only to sell t-shirts.
But the URL is misleading, as the photo montage featuring a couple two-timing guys does nothing to stem every male’s fantasy.
L.A. Valley native Jeff Suppan is now an innings-eater for the Cardinals Red Sox Pirates Royals Diamondbacks Brewers, and was ND’d yesterday thanks to Ryan Brauntasarus’ top-nine, two-run missile to knot Dodgers-Brewers at a quintet (Los Doyers went on to bottom-nine win).
Suppan also now owns a sports bar in the Valley, on Ventura Blvd. in Encino called “Soup’s Sports Grill.” Thursday I stopped in for a Brewers-only private function at the facility.
Jeff is pitching the place as a family-friendly sports grill, which has possibilities considering the demo at most nearby establishments (think cast of Big Lebowski extras).
The food was actually good (chicken cacciatore was mega), better than your typical assortment of just-thawed and/or fried sports bar *delectables*. Also a plus: Suppan plans to manage the place day-to-day after the season.
If I wasn’t west side, I’m sure that’d be a chill weekend stopoff, or quality Hollywood pregame destination.
In case you don’t know it, SbB is based in Los Angeles and most of our writers also emanate out of the west coast.
(View from my eighth story apt. building ok maybe not)
In the aftermath of today’s 5.4, everyone, at least from what I can tell, survived to write another day. It was also a relief to know that I had my trusty Los Angeles earthquake survival kit handy, which includes a flashlight, candles, fresh water and a good book to curl up with.
It’s rather ironic that here in the shadow of Hollywood, the L.A. TIMES and DAILY NEWS employ nary a gossip. The closest thing is probably T.J. Simers, and Daulerio at DEADSPIN spots this quote from Jeff Kent in today’s T.J.: “I don’t hang out with the guys — never have. I don’t go out drinking, look at porn, have a girlfriend or get divorced — so I’m selfish.”
He doesn’t hang out with guys? And to think TMZ’s quasi-homeless camera crew has been camped outside Rage in WeHo waiting all this time for the longtime second sacker.
And Kent doesn’t look at porn, either? Perhaps that means he’s got something in common with Marlins closer Kevin Gregg when in comes to an aversion for adult entertainment.
Or at least I think he does, if the following strange sports radio exchange involving Gregg is any indication. Read more…
It was a long weekend shooting new SbB Girl Whitney. When I do those all-day shoots, 2-3 days in a row, I completely lose track of what’s going on in the spritely world of athletic endeavor. Not that that’s a bad thing. It’s actually my personal antidote for Beijing and Brett Favre fatigue.
(Whitney and Mr. Happy)
With my recent move from Miami back to L.A. and all the shooting I’ve been doing, my weekends have been wrecked of late. So I’m going to take this weekend off and do something I haven’t done in many a moon - hit the Hollywood clubs. I’m really looking forward to checking out the latest Lipstick City scene, reconnect with old acquaintances, and most importantly, assist Ronny Turiaf and Ron Artest in getting past the bouncers.
Now I’ve got plenty of friends who promote for clubs, so I’ve got the inside track on admission to many of L.A.’s hot spots. But as everyone who is anyone in this town knows, if you want to truly make the scene here, there’s only one man to call: J.A. Adande. Don’t believe me? Ask them. Read more…
Another photo of new SbB Girl Whitney - shot last weekend:
More photos of her coming this week. And yet another new SbB Girl coming next week. That’s three in three weeks, for those of you scoring at home.
I have a full, slightly less aesthetically pleasing Brog coming later today.
Arash Markazi of SI.com and FAN NATION has the easily the only most interesting thing to come out of the ESPYs, which was taped I think sometime in February - and aired on ESPN for the first time last night. (And subsequently re-broadcast an upchuck-inducing 10,000 times today.).
Markazi notes that host Justin Timberlake “was teasing Paul Pierce about his “injured” knee in Game 1 of the NBA Finals during his opening monologue. In describing how quickly Pierce came back after being taken off on a wheelchair, Timberlake joked that Pierce was quickly back on the court, ’shucking and jiving.’ The comment, which was cut out of the broadcast that aired Sunday night, was met with silence from the crowd when the show taped on Wednesday before Timberlake transitioned into his next joke.”
Apparently some of the suits at ESPN thought the joke was too racial in nature to air. If the joke was racist, how did it get by dozens of ESPYs writers? And we also know that if a black, or even latino host had said the same thing, everyone probably would’ve laughed and it would’ve been part of the promo highlight package for the show. I’m not saying it wasn’t racist, just food for thought.
Ozzie Guillen, who played for the White Sox from ‘85-97, on wearing throwback jerseys from ‘83 during yesterday’s Chisox affair with the Royals: “This is the first time I’ve worn this uniform that I wasn’t hung over.”
(New photo of brand-new SbB Girl Allie after the jump) Read more…
Just got done shooting new SbB Girl Allie, here’s her first photo:
I’m happy to report that she’s an unabashed sports fan. I’m not-so-happy to report that Duke, somehow, is her favorite team. (And no, I’m not talking about the Blue Devils currently on campus trash detail.)
More pics of her coming this week.