Your Friday I-REALLY-need-a-distraction-from-the-news conundrum: Would you rather have a kitten in your own pocket, or be the kitten in Nadal’s pocket?
Yeah yeah, so I might be a little stuck on Australian rugby players. But can you blame me? After being introduced to Kayne Lawton, I ended up on a two hour long tangent that led me to several other um, delightful looking young fellows, and given that it’s almost Christmas, I can’t not share this. Meet Daniel Conn – model and second row forward for the Sydney Roosters. NSFW warning, though I’m hoping you’re all on holiday break by now…
Exact quote from the Tigers radio announcers at the bottom of the 4th (after CC was removed):
“Well, we’re back in Detroit and this is uh, this is uh, [laughs] this is something.”
Also, in case you forgot (I did), this is Max Scherzer:
And yes there is nothing actually wrong with people with heterochromia, but it does somehow seem like a symptom of how cursed this ALCS has been for the Yankees that they spent half their elimination looking completely helpless at the hands of a guy who might have been considered a witch a few centuries back. (Sorry, Bee!)
Thank heavens for the New York Post. Without them, how would he know that Derek Jeter sends his single-serving ladyfriends away with gift baskets?
But hey, trends spread like wildfire in baseball. By now, stars all around the game are in the post-booty gift basket game. Step into my office; I’ll show you the baskets I’ve been able to unearth so far.
It’s been a head-spinning 24 hours of breaking news: Forsberg’s retirement (*sniff!*), pitchers and catchers reporting (YES!) and Arcade Fire‘s tremendous Grammy win (OUI!). So dizzying that one needs to sit down, take stock, maybe do a little knitting to calm down.
While one of us Ladies… checks on Games Mistress to she how she’s faring through this Pujols drama (CAN’T YOU SEE YOU’RE KILLING HER, ALBERT?!), let me tell you how I made out in our Craft Like A Champion Challenge.
Having a little trouble catching up from the holiday week, so I decided to do a bit of a Hit and Run filled with useless, yet very interesting facts (at least I found them to be). More after the jump – hope everyone had a delightful football-filled turkey day!
You may have heard that Roy Oswalt was pressed into duty as a left fielder in the Phillies -Astros 14 inning game Tuesday night. This was all in a day’s work for Roy, who likes to keep his pitching skills fresh by engaging in a number of varied activities on his off days. Here’s where you could find Roy this week:
In honor of the Stanley Cup Finals taking place right now, it’s time we feature some hotties to watch. Since I couldn’t bring myself to even go on the Flyers website, I’m bringing you some hotties from the Hawks!
So take a trip with me after the jump to see some hot boys from Chi-Town.
I’m sort of new to Twitter (I don’t actually have an account, I just follow people through Feedly), and the handful of people I follow right now are a)Cardinals fans or b)Ladies. Which made a glance at my selected Twitter feeds during Saturday’s Mets-Cardinals marathon most entertaining. And now, without further interruption, Ladies…Twitter Theater presents: The Twenty Inning Game
Ok, well perhaps not LITERALLY. But c’mon, anyone that watched really any sport (including boxing) knows that this weekend was off-the-charts-bananas! Franchise record with a no-hitter, 20 inning scoreless standoff, NHL and NBA playoffs, drunk drivers…
Here’s a Hit & Run recap of the weekend’s events after the jump.
I really suck at April Fools’ Day jokes. Besides, the way this NCAA tournament is playing out, we all look like big enough fools right now, no? I must say I’ve never been in a bracket pool where everyone’s champion lost before the final weekend of play, but that’s exactly what has happened to us Ladies and our dear readers. Perhaps we should have taken Butler more seriously.
Four years later, this low tech illusion from Torino is still one of my favorite Olympic opening ceremonies segments ever:
After this last week, a good portion of North America is going to need some snowed-in activities this weekend. So in honor of the Vancouver Games’ impending opening on Friday, I give you an updated version of Olympic Opening Ceremonies Bingo!
Yes, your writer is that lame and punny today. But I just got back from the Caribbean and am feeling all warm and fuzzy and have a desire to look at more sea creatures (explained in a mere moment). And with the Pro Bowl behind us and the Super Bowl (and Puppy Bowl!) ahead, I felt the need to interject before draft hype gets too out of hand and remind everyone just how awesome Ndamukong Suh is on all levels. Best photo EVER after the jump. Continue reading
The Super Bowl’s not for another week, the Olympics aren’t for another two, and I don’t care about the Pro Bowl. I think this calls for a post topic that’s completely silly and unrelated to anything, don’t you? Luckily I’ve been saving one up, ever since I saw this post on one of my favorite dance blogs. For those of you who don’t feel like following the link, all you really need to know is that the title is “I WANT CC SABATHIA TO BE ON DANCING WITH THE STARS.”
There is usually at least one athlete contestant on DWTS every season, but none of them has been a professional baseball player. Ignoring the pragmatic concerns about whether the timing of the DWTS filming would conflict with baseball season (because: silly post), would CC be a good fit for the show?
Pros: Very first contestant from baseball, Yankees would probably encourage it if only to keep him in shape during off season.
Cons: Size (height, too, this is not a fat joke!) might make it difficult to find a compatible partner, might have a hard time getting votes if DWTS fans turn out to be anti-Yankee.
Follows in the Footsteps of: Warren Sapp, Evander Holyfield
But I didn’t stop there! If scheduling conflicts were not an issue, here are some other contestants I’d like to see on the dance floor.
Ever get a glimpse of the sidelines during a football game and wonder about that hottie in the headset holding a clipboard? Well, I do. This past weekend, I noticed a few hot guys that never play standing on the sidelines. Of course, I googled some rosters, found out names, and decided to share these boys with you.
Follow me after the jump to see the boys carrying the clipboards this weekend…
There is a statistically-inclined rant after the jump that I think you all need to hear.
So I came up with this feature as a new twist to “Caption This!” See, a coworker and I were looking at Fatheads for no apparent reason. When you click on one, it will give suggestions for others. Well this lovely LeBron James Fathead popped up as a suggestion. We both thought it was sorta inappropriate. It kind of looks like he’s thrusting his crotch in your face. So then we thought of some other sports pictures that would make inappropriate/funny Fatheads. And the idea was born.
Follow me after the jump to see some funny and highly inappropriate Fatheads.
I’m not the world’s biggest NBA fan. I have probably watched a total of 10 games my whole life. But the truth is, I never really gave it a full chance. Well this year is different. Baseball season is practically over. Football is only one full day and then one night a week. Having both hockey AND basketball during the weekday, should keep me entertained. I love college basketball so I figure if I give the NBA a real chance, I should like it as well.
So I’m only a few hours removed from one of the coolest nights ever. As most of you already know, I’m a Washington Capitals season ticket holder. One of the perks of being a STH is a party with the team at Six Flags America. Well, last night was the party, and I thought I would share some photos and stories from the event.
Follow me after the jump for some pictures of some hockey hotties. And I promise there is gratuitous Steckel.
Today we’ve got the preview for the Central Division, by far the strongest division in the West. Ladies, the countdown to the regular season is on! Is it Thursday yet?
A hitter plays every day and hits once every nine spots in his team’s lineup.
A pitcher plays every fifth day and faces all nine spots in the other team’s lineup.
Albert Pujols has had 21 plate appearances in the last five games. For the season, he averages 21.3 PAs per five games.
Tim Lincecum had 29 plate appearances against him in his most recent game. For the season, he averages 28.6 PAs against per game.
Joe Mauer has had 20 plate appearances in the last five days. For the season, he averages 22.1 PAs per five games.
Zack Greinke had 29 plate appearances against him in his most recent game. For the season, he averages 28.2 PAs against per game.
I don’t know about you, but the MLB trade deadline has exhausted me. There were a lot of trades this year, so my head’s kinda spinning. My beloved Orioles only managed one little trade with the Dodgers for Mr. Flat & Breezy, so I’m not too upset. Thank God I’m not a Pirates fan. Yikes! You can check out everything that went down here.
Enough about the trade deadline, let’s see what else is happening around the sports world. If you have some time to waste, take a trip with me after the jump for some time-wasting goodness!
I am going to take so much flak for this, and you know what? If I cared, then I wouldn’t be writing this post. Good morning. I think I’m going to go take it out on the street while the rain still falls.
Listed with RAR and FIP are all AL pitchers who 1) didn’t make the All-Star team, 2) have BABIPs over .250, and 3) have a greater RAR than Tim Wakefield.
After the jump… Continue reading
So this space was supposed to be a mini-French Open preview, but after taking in some NFL Live yesterday and seeing these shots of Mark Sanchez, I felt that they totally warranted a post.
Without ever breaking a sweat in the NFL, Mark Sanchez has already been labeled the new “It” boy by GQ. Move over Tom Brady! GQ even managed to find Sanchez a hot supermodel to help him out with the shoot. Forget about Gisele, Hilary Rhoda was Sanchez’s arm candy. I guess GQ wanted to get Mr. Sanchez ready for the Jersey Shore this summer…either that or he’s filming a new Baywatch movie. I can’t decide. More 70’s swimwear modeled by the Jets QB after the jump.
(Editor’s note: This was supposed to go up on the weekend. This is not your Monday morning post. Reschedule — or don’t — accordingly.)
And no, that title’s not an innuendo, because they beat my Bruins, dammit, and I don’t want to hear a word about how epically hard they pounded the ball in the first few innings. Observe:
Score by Innings R H E --------------------------------------------- Cal State Fullerton. 021 020 000 1 - 6 9 0 UCLA................ 000 000 500 0 - 5 10 0 ---------------------------------------------
So there you have it. Their first 5 runs were scored by the longball (which, by the way, some chicks certainly do NOT dig), and their last one scored on a sac fly. Here’s how that last run went down.
Last week the New York Yankees offered free agent CC Sabathia a contract worth $140 million over six years. Sometimes when I hear about baseball contracts, it’s just a flurry of numbers: Millions and years, incentives and more millions. But this offer…yow. That’s a ton of money, Holmes.
If Sabathia accepts these boatloads of cash, what could he do with it all?
When my little brother was about 8, he went as a baseball card for Halloween. (I don’t remember why he was a Wade Boggs baseball card, as he wasn’t a particular fan of the Red Sox or Boggs — maybe his Boston hat was new and he wanted to wear it. That would have been like him.) My mom believes you can make just about anything out of cardboard and/or felt, so she happily broke out the posterpaint and recreated a larger version of the card. I kind of wish I had a picture of the back, where she painted all of the stats and the “fun fact” by hand. Yup, kids, that was how we did it before Photoshop and home color printers.
Since today is Halloween, you probably don’t have time to handpaint a baseball card sandwich board. Luckily, if you’ve been putting off picking a costume, there are quite a few sports-themed ideas that don’t require a lot of extra effort or shopping.
One of my all-time favorite features over on Deadspin was the Mighty MJD’s Smorgasbord. It was always hysterically funny. In honor of the fella last week who asked me, completely straight-faced, if I “understood football” because I’m a girl, I thought I’d put together a Smorgasbord of my own, though mine encompasses the whole weekend and won’t be nearly as funny as MJD’s.
Thursday, 1:20 pm to 5:00 pm: a very exciting 12-inning Cubs/Brewers game, where our seats were close enough to the bullpen that I could’ve thrown my panties at Rich Harden, Neal Cotts or Jeff Samardzija. I chose not to, but I totally could have.
There has been a lot of Michael Phelps ogling here at Ladies… recently.
I am not one of those oglers.
This is not because I’m not a fan of his athletic accomplishments, or because I can’t acknowledge that Phelps is a good looking young man (apologies for channeling my grandmother there). Since the Athens Olympics, however, I have become obsessed with the striking resemblance the most decorated Olympian of all time bears to my youngest brother. It’s very difficult to find someone hot when every time you look at them, you are reminded of a blood relative.
Anyway, Phelps isn’t the only Olympic medalist who reminds me of someone else. More athletes and their (actually famous and not related to me in any way) dopplegangers after the jump.