Archive for May 15th, 2006

Well, maybe. General Motors is pusing the NASCAR people to switch to using ethanol in their cars. Here’s an argument for it.

The Indy Racing League has already made the switch… this year, the entire field in the Indy 500 will use cars that are running on a combination of ethanol and methanol… and next year, it will be 100% ethanol. There are people who want NASCAR to do the same.

And they should. It’s the right thing to do. Like it or not, NASCAR has a lot of influence with the people of America. If they did the responsible thing and made the switch to ethanol, then maybe the guy in the big-ass truck that lacks a muffler would consider doing the same. Maybe then ethanol would be something worth considering, and not just something that the tree-hugging hippie homos were trying to push on God-fearing Americans who have every right to burn as much oil as they want, because this is America, motherfucker, and we’ll put a boot up your ass.

And hey, it might help to get NASCAR some good press in areas where their fanbase isn’t so strong. Maybe I’ll even start to like NASCAR… though, after that last paragraph, you may have your doubts about that. That’s OK. So do I.

But it is something NASCAR should do… and it would be really nice if they could be a trendsetter on this particular issue.

Well, that didn’t go exactly as planned. Rasheed Wallace is now 3-1 on his guarantees… and normally, three of out four isn’t bad, but you know… they’re guarantees. You’re supposed to go 100% on those. In defeat, however, Rasheed remained defiant… if also slightly conciliatory.

“I ain’t worried about these cats,” he said. “There’s no way in hell they beat us in a series. They played well. I give them credit. We lost. We shot 30 percent and they had to play their best to beat us.”

Yes, he was forced to eat a little bit of crow, but… Rasheed Wallace isn’t the kind of guy who’s going to be bothered by that. He even dropped in a “the sun even shines on a dog’s ass some days” quote. He just doesn’t care. Guys who show up to introductory press conferences wearing t-shirts that read, “FUCK WHAT YA HEARD” tend to not get bothered by a lot. In fact, Rasheed spirits remained so high that during the game, when the arena’s “Kiss Cam” zoomed in on Rasheed, he tried to kiss Chauncey Billups.

Here was Ben Wallace’s take on the game and the guarantee:

“We can’t let the man go out and predict a win and then go out and stink it up like we did,” Ben Wallace said. “That’s players, coaching staff, everybody.”

Well, since he brought up the coaching… credit Cavs coach Mike Brown for an adjustment he made, going to a smaller line-up and spreading the Pistons out, limiting some of their defensive ferociousness around the rim by keeping Rasheed/Antonio McDyess out of the game. But shame on Flip Saunders for letting him get away with that. You can’t let the Cavs dictate how these games are going to be played. You have superior personnel. You force your own mismatches. If the Cavs go small, you make them pay for it. You pust up damn near anyone on the court, with the exception of whoever LeBron is guarding, and you pound them on the offensive glass.

And when you have 8 seconds left, and you’re down one, you should have Rasheed Wallace on the floor for a tip-in attempt, bad ankle or not. I like Maurice Evans, but he’s not doing anyone a lot of good in that situation.

Game 5 is back in Detroit on Wednesday.

In a nice little bit of poetic justice, Herb Sendek lifted a former McDonalds All-American from right under Mike Krzyzewski… and in the process, shot a middle finger to all the NC State fans and administration who said he couldn’t recruit.

Eric Boateng, who didn’t play a lot in his freshman year at Duke, is transferring to Arizona State, where Sendek landed after being jettisoned by NC State. Coach K tried to get him stay… he pulled him into his office, let him know there would be major minutes on the table for him, with Shelden Williams graduating. But it didn’t work.

Who knows if it will be a good move for Boateng… maybe he’ll be a complete non-factor. But for right now, it’s a nice little parting shot for Herb Sendek as he departs the ACC. This one has to feel good for him.

Well, HELLO.

When a hazing ritual on a men’s team involves nudity and sex acts performed on one another… that’s just weird and bizarre. But when it’s a college women’s soccer team… well, that’s a completely different story.

Meet the Northwestern women’s soccer team. From BadJocks.com

At first, we thought they were pretty much like others we had found: underage drinking, girls in degrading outfits for the occasion, faces written on with marker, etc. Then we turned the page and found the freshman not only blindfolded but with their hands tied behind their backs with athletic tape. On top of that, the girls are seen doing calisthenics and what appears to be forced drinking, performing skits that appear to require simulated sex acts, and then the losing skit team being forced to perform lap dances.

I should say before we go any farther, in all seriousness… forcing freshman girls to give guys lapdances… that’s not cool. In fact, what Dr. Susan Lipkins says here on BadJocks.com about this incident is, while it might not be much fun, absolutely right. I don’t think there’s any gray area there. Forcing anyone to do anything sexual as part of a hazing ritual… well, you can’t do that.

But… they did do it. And so that we can all learn from the experience and work towards bettering ourselves and making sure we can all develop a more positive worldview… well, here are some pictures. Wherever it goes from here… well, that’s up to you. Sinner.

The good news is that Mike Tyson wants to get involved with a boy band. The bad news is that he doesn’t want to beat the piss out of them.

Iron Mike, as noted this morning on BenMaller.com, wants to get involved with a boy band called “Westlife.” He says he wants to cut a song with them. Seriously. He wants to sing with them.

I’ve never heard of these Westlife characters, but I think it’s fairly safe to assume that they are an embarrassment, and to call them musicians would be akin to calling Craig Stadler an athlete. It’s not my concern that Mike Tyson is going to be a part of a terrible song… that’s pretty much a certainty. My concern is that there’s just no limit to what Mike Tyson will do for a few bucks, no matter how embarrassing it is, and I just don’t want to see this keep snowballing. Porn just seems inevitable at this point, doesn’t it?

Here’s Rasheed’s pre-game analysis for Game Four, after the Pistons dropped game three to the Cavs a couple days ago. The series now stands at 2-1.

“I know we goin’ win. I know we goin’ bust they ass. Tomorrow night is the last game here in this building this year. Y’all can quote me, put it back page, front page, whatever.”

Well, that’s… that’s not good news for the Cleveland Cavaliers. That’s probably about the last thing they wanted to hear. Historically, when Rasheed has guaranteed things, the Pistons have cranked up the intensity… and if Detroit’s intensity is anywhere near the same as Cleveland’s, Cleveland can’t win. They just can’t.

I actually feel like the only reason that Milwaukee was able to take a game against the Pistons, and Cleveland took a game against the Pistons… is because the Pistons are a little too good. They didn’t play well in the first half of Game Three, but they were still up by 8 or 10 at the half, and they thought they could cruise. They pretty much put themselves to sleep. Cleveland’s best chance to win Game Four is to let the Pistons get out to an early lead, and then pretend to give up for a while.

Anyway, back to the Rasheed quote… that sort of thing doesn’t happen enough. Who doesn’t love that? Even Cavs fans can get behind that, because they can sit back and say, “Alright, bring it on, bastard.” It just puts a little more spring in everyone’s step.

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