Pitchers and catchers report in less than a week, which means that soon enough, we’ll be in the throes of the wonderful slow ticking that is a baseball season. I can’t wait. No discredit to my Canadian roots, but PFPs far outweigh skeleton and bobsled. Winter’s over for me. That said, the best hockey of the decade — non-Ottawa Senators division — begins in earnest on Tuesday. The olympic game is faster paced, with no TV timeouts, and flows better, or at least more, than its NHL counterpart. It’s like the Phoenix Suns of ice hockey, and is enough to sway some from the Don Cherry view of post-up, old-time hockey.
There’s plenty of room for the grand old game, and I’m a bit disappointed that a real hockey powerhouse, one with legit star power, was left off the docket.
Again —and I cannot say this enough— Olympic hockey is a beautiful thing. If I get the time to watch a game uninterrupted — doubtful — I will enjoy it. But, and this is hard to believe, there are indeed people in Canada who aren’t qua hockey fans. Steve Nash is one. This beb is another. This dude, another, and while none, to be fair, are as cool as Reggie Evans, I’d like to think that they could get something out of the international competition starting this next week. Even if it is announced by Doc Emrick.
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In Brazil, the CFC may be waking up to good news: After originally being kicked out of their home stadium for 30(!!) games due to the violence unleashed by Imperio, the club’s organized gang of supporters, following a match that resulted in relegation to the second division of the Brazilian league, the CBF has decided to ease up on ol’ COXA (which celebrated its 100th anniversary last year) and allow them to resume gameplay at Estádio Major Antônio Couto Pereira. Fun fact: the club’s mascot is named Vovô Coxa (Grandpa Coxa), but Imperio identifies with an Evil King, emblazoned on all their gear.
Between digitally archiving himself on Cash Money hard drives and the emergency dental appointments leading up to his now-postponed stay at Riker’s Island, Lil Wayne sat down with Tim Westwood for another in their series of heart-touching, yet semi-awkward interviews full of priceless eye contact: “I don’t know, Tim.”
Finally, check out these dogs. Shoutout to Reference Library.







