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• Super Bowl viewers in Tucson were treated to a 30-second clip of some guy’s schlong. And for those who are curious, here’s what they saw.
• That pornographic interruption was probably more fun than actually going to a Super Bowl party.
• Should Erin Andrews and other female sports reporters get the chance to graduate from the sidelines to the broadcast booth?
• The USOC is seething over a strip club hosting its own “Pole Olympics“.
Last week Richard wrote a piece for SbB about prostitution at the Super Bowl. The post centered on a woman named Karen Tyborowski. Tyborowski was busted for offering sex to a police officer for $150, which eventually resulted in this regrettable mugshot:
(Poll below: Did busted hooker “save face” with “realistic” photos?)
Today Tyborowski emailed us to address the “national joke” she thinks we made out of her. Here’s excerpts from a couple of emails she sent:
Since i was made a national joke out of and my mugsh– is hideous (i tried to hang myself in booking, btw, spent 20 days to get out and see what a joke was made of me) i wanted to show you what i REALLY look like. Hopefuly you’ll have the heart to post some better pics up of me. I’m embarassed enough, and forever will wear a scarlet letter; can you at least give me the opportunity to “save face” and post some pics of me that are REALISTIC?
… I have prior arrests (3 of them) however, 2 times out of the 3 the charges were dropped. Women get arrested daily for prostitution, I dont understand why I had to be the one made an example of.
The other 3 charges (2 possession of cocaine, 2004, 2006 were both dropped as the drug wasnt mine..the “battery” I had in 05 is my only prior. People had a field day w/ me and I’m just trying to do some damage control.
Try to have a little empathy.
thanks,
Karen Tyborowski
OK Karen, you got it. Some of her “realistic” pics are after the jump.
It’s not quite the postgame classic that “I’m going to Disney World!” is, but across recent years, Cadillac has steadily made its delivery of the Super Bowl MVP’s Cadillac of his choice an annual staple, in both the Super Bowl and World Series. Well, this year the postgame car delivery service was conspicuously absent, and there may be a perfectly legitimate conspiracy theory behind it: GM just doesn’t want to be shown giving away free cars with the taxpayers’ bailout money.
(Cadillac may downgrade to toy Escalades for future MVPs.)
According to the NEW YORK DAILY NEWS, Cadillac specifically asked not to be mentioned in postgame festivities or news conferences. And before you think this is all just a conspiracy theory, consider this: NFL Commissioner Roger Goodell openly admits that Cadillac was left out of the post-event celebration because they wanted no part of it.
• For those of you Tucson TV viewers who had their Super Bowl interrupted by a schlong, Comcast would like to pay you $10 for your troubles.
(The young lady on the right was smiling about seeing something just as long as Larry Fitzgerald’s go-ahead TD reception)
• Kobe Bryant helps the Lakers knock off the Knicks with an MSG-record 61 point performance.
• Marquette basketball coach Buzz Williams feels stung by an innocent media question.
• Manny Ramirez says no thanks to the Dodgers’ $25 million offer.
As you know, some Super Bowl viewers in Tucson, AZ, were given a little extra incentive to stay glued to their seats when 30 seconds of porn abruptly came onto their screens. (Heh, heh - ‘came’.)
(How could Jenna Jameson be involved in such a thing? She looks so innocent!)
Well, Comcast feels really bad about the whole thing - so much so that the cable provider is offering subscribers a $10 credit due to the pornographic interrpution. Free porn and 10 dollars? What a country!
• If the final few minutes of Super Bowl XLIII didn’t have your heart racing enough, try adding in some unscheduled Jenna Jameson-produced porn.
(Tucson TV viewers were treated to this sight instead)
• Speaking of bodily fluids, Rafael Nadal reduces Roger Federer to tears.
• Back to the Big Game, it certainly was a wild weekend. If people weren’t ramming cars into police horses, they were peeing on the legs of Pats QBs.
• And what a halftime show by Bruce Springsteen. Even better for the NFL, The Boss didn’t have to be paid for his performance.
If you’d rather catch up on your laundry and clean out the cat box than see Terrell Owens primping in the ladies room, listen to Kevin Costner sing for an hour, rub elbows with the owner of the L.A. Clippers, and hear about Chris Berman flying on private planes, I have great news.
(Apparently this gentleman (left) caught up on his laundry before last weekend)
Arash Markazi of SPORTS ILLUSTRATED has the 411 on all the Super Bowl parties last week worth avoiding. In other words, he has the 411 on all the Super Bowl parties.
Highlights:
• Marquis Jet Party:
Chris Berman presided over the festivities, which meant they kept a half-dozen dry, pressed Hawaiian shirts under the bar for quick changes every quarter hour.
Markazi notes that during the party, Berman told partygoers that he “has been flying on private planes for the past five years.”
Berman now doesn’t fly commercial? I wonder if an eyewitness noting that he picked his nose (and ate it) while flying commercial has anything to do with it.
More highlights after the jump.
Yesterday I told you what Bruce Springsteen’s Super Bowl setlist was going to be, and that the Steelers would win a close one over the Cardinals.
(Springsteen at Super Bowl was free, but upcoming stadium shows? Not-so-much)
Now I’ve learned that the stunning performance by Springsteen at the Big Bowl came on the cheap. Make that very cheap. Read more…
Hey, readers! Some Big Game, eh? Can anything top such excitement, such thrills? Nothing can - except another SbB Clever Caption Contest!
Today we catch a glimpse of Super Bowl superstud Ben Roethlisberger (how do you spell that again?), ready to teethe on the Lombardi trophy:
Could someone please explain this scene? Submit your suggestions into the comments section linked below. Winning quip will be awarded in the end-of-the-day recap, with a chance to take one penalty-free punch at alleged baby mama-beater Larry Fitzgerald, Jr.
Good luck & good writing! Just don’t expect any congratulatory parades.
Matt Cassel might be a Patriot (at least until they trade him), but he apparently wasn’t ready to break out his bayonet for a swordfight at a Super Bowl party. According to the NEW YORK DAILY NEWS (who apparently had sources deep inside the restrooms at all parties), one drunken fan decided to “write his name in the snow” - but substituting the back of Cassel’s leg for snow.
I can guarantee you that this sort of thing doesn’t happen to Tom Brady. In fact, Brady probably hasn’t had to use a public bathroom with the unwashed masses since his rookie year. (As with all famous people, he has access to special, secret restrooms at all stadiums, complete with golden bidets, seat warmers on the toilets and free caviar at the wash stations instead of sticks of Extra gum.)
