Getty Images After a week of mocking the East Coast over its weak earthquake-coping skills (I’m still laughing over this), now the narrative turns a bit more serious as Hurricane Irene churns toward paydirt. OK, you got my attention with “sharks swimming in the streets.” I get it.
If you want to hit Kitty Hawk, N,C., however, Irene, you’re going to have to get past this dude (pictured). He not only disregarded the hurricane warning sign, he stole it and used it as a cape. BRING IT, IRENE. Poor dope. In about four hours, you will believe a man can fly.
All kinds of rescheduling going on. The Giants-Jets game has been noved to Monday. Mets-Braves and Yankees-Orioles have also been moved. In Willimasport, PA, they’re moving the start time of the Little League World Series Championship game back three hours, to noon. What happens if it goes extra innings? Do they call hurricane balks? The consolation game has been canceled altogether. (I guess if it can’t be on TV, it’s not worth playing. Stupid ESPN).
Before we board up this blog and head for higher ground, though, let’s look at the week that was.
- I’m tired of these mother%&#@!*$! snakes in this mother%&#@!*$! football helmet!
- Only slightly less creepy: Moth stuck in ear.
- Small liberal arts college in Indiana bans Star-Spangled Banner before sporting events. Rest of America unamused.
- “What is that, the 4-volt? I’m doing you a favor.”
- If you’re dating a WNBA player, best not make her mad.
- Costa Rican soccer players will sign flat items only. No soccer balls or bare butts.
- Texas Rangers ban the Wave.
- Male golf team’s nude calendar does not amuse their coach.
- Hope Solo gets a little defensive when you want to talk about her nude photo shoot.
That’s it for this week, folks. Ben Chew will be here on Saturday, blogging from the hurricane cellar. Tie your pets to a heavy object and try to hang on till Monday.
