Cheryl Davis of Princeton, Texas celebrated some great news on Monday, her Clydesdale horse, Remington, was named the World’s Largest Living Horse by the Guinness Book of Records people. Measuring in at a robust 80 inches without shoes, and topping the scales at over 3,000 pounds, Remi is a whole lot of horse.
He even has his own blog, called Of Course I’m a Horse which follows his adventures. Cheryl describes her large equine friend as playful as a puppy and like a feisty teenager.
“I was always proud of him, but I’m even more so now.” Cheryl said after receiving the news, “That’s the whole name of the game – to break the record.”
Because of his size, Remington requires special-made shoes for his size 10 hooves and a special trailer to transport him place to place. Am I the only one wondering what the conversion rate is from a horse size 10 to junk size? I can’t be the only one right?
Regardless, to celebrate his honor Remington received a few extra carrots and Cheryl got a certificate from the Guinness folks though she’s unsure where she’ll hang it up. “Not in the barn, he’d probably eat it.”
Despite having a last name that’s usually the first name of a demure little girl, Jason Allison — former Bruin baby! — decides to see what’s inside the brain of Philadelphia Flyer Darroll Powe. Allison has been away from the game for a bit but he apparently hasn’t lost his edge, or his ripping strength…
Just because it’s only preseason for hockey doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy some of the better moments. For instance, here is Dion Phaneuf of the Calgary Flames just flat out DEMOLISHING the Islanders’ Kyle Okposo.
The annual rite of sanctioned hazing in the MLB has begun in full force, last night was the Red Sox’ turn as they prepared for their road trip the rookies were dressed up as characters from the Wizard of Oz — which it should be pointed out the Yankees did 2 years ago.
Last week in Toronto they held their first Stiletto Sprint event, a charity race held to support Look Good Feel Better, a cancer charity dedicated to empowering women through their treatments.
The event itself started early in the morning and featured multiple heats of women running in stiletto heels. The 5o meter track was difficult for many of the racers to traverse in the high heels, but some managed some pretty impressive times.
By far the most entertaining part of the event though came with the Men’s Final. With a $1,000 prize on the line, only 7 guys showed up. Only 7!?! I wish I had known about this in advance because I’d have flown up there and absolutely DOMINATED. I don’t know what it is, but I can fucking OWN heels, I have zero problems walking or running in them, and as slow as I am, I still would have CRUSHED the competition.
Wait. What did I just admit. Oh god. Dammit. I should go back and delete that embarrassing bit. But the delete key is SO far on the other side of the keyboard…sigh. Just pretend you didn’t read that last bit. Yeah. I’m still the manly tough blogger you all know and love. Right? I totally lost you all didn’t I. Dammit.
Well, the event raised $23,000 for a good cause, so that’s all that really matters right. Right?
Hey, I’m all for snark and being an ass, but this is just an awesome story.
Matt Zeisel is on his high school’s freshman football team but doesn’t usually get in to the games. However, he’s always near the coach, letting him know he’s available. With 10 seconds left in his team’s most recent game, down 46-0, coach Dan McCamy decided it was time for Matt — who has Down’s Syndrome — to make his season debut.
He told an assistant coach to get their team ready for the “Matt play” and then ran to the other team’s sideline.
“I’ve got a special situation,” McCamy remembers telling the opposing defensive coach David McEnaney. “I know you guys want to get a shutout. Most teams would want a shutout, but in this situation I want to know if maybe you can let one of my guys run in for a touchdown.”
“[The other] players, they didn’t hesitate at all,” McEnaney said. “They jumped right on board.”
The ball was snapped, Matt started off on a sweep play and took off; the defense knew to avoid contact but tried to make the play look as real as possible. 60 yards later, with his coach running alongside him on the sideline urging him on, Matt was in the end zone with his first touch of the season, and a pretty decent per-carry average.
“It’s just amazing how one play can mean so much to one kid and then to a team and then to a community,” McCamy said Thursday. “And now it’s spread not just to the community of St. Joseph, but now it’s spread across the region. How something so simple can impact so many — to me, that’s the amazing part about it.”
Matt’s dad, Mike, who has coached the basketball team for 19 years said, “It was just a good thing to see people realize that the value of winning is not (as) important as it is to participate and enjoy the game.”
The only bad part of this story, Matt’s mom was unfortunately not at the game, not expecting him to get in at all, and so missed seeing it live. But thankfully Mike was there and it was videotaped for her and their family to remember forever.
“It’s not necessarily about winning or losing,” said McCamy, “Obviously up in Maryville we lost the game. The end result, we lost the game, but when we went away, we were all kind of winners.
“Some of them get it now, but in due time all these kids who were a part of it will have a better understanding. When they grow up and they get older, everybody will realize the impact that maybe that play (has) had — not just on that kid’s life, because Matt will remember that forever — but on some of these other kids and what they may have been a part of.”
In a bizarre and misguided attempt to pay tribute to dead golfers everywhere, 57-year-old Douglas Jones went to the Joshua Tree National Park and threw upwards of 3,000 golf balls into the “giant sand trap.”
Starting in 2007, park rangers “began discovering large quantities of golf balls in some turnout areas of the park,” said park spokesman Joe Zarki. “We were wondering what was going on here. There were also some tennis balls involved.”
In addition to the golf (and tennis) balls, random cans of fruit and vegetables would be scattered throughout the park with park literature surrounding them.
Finally, this summer rangers caught up to Jones, who admitted to the charges.
“He said he did it because he wanted to honor all the golfers who had died,” Zarki said. “He left the cans of fruit and vegetables supposedly for the assistance of stranded hikers. He wanted to leave his mark.”
While rangers had initially thought someone was hitting the balls into the park, it turns out that Jones was just throwing them from his car.
Contrary to what rangers originally thought, Jones wasn’t chipping golf balls into the desert with a club. He was hurling them from his car.
Jones lives with his 84-year-old father, also Douglas, who had no idea about his sons activities until reporters called him.
“It certainly sounds strange,” his father said. “He hikes out in Joshua Tree every three months or so and he golfs maybe once a week. But I don’t know where he would get that many golf balls.”
Considering that the younger Jones works at a golf course, I have a hunch on how he might have acquired so many balls…
Now, I’m no San Jose Sharks fan — except for former Bruin Jumbo Joe Thornton — but if I were to be buying any NHL jerseys this season I think this young man’s would be my choice.
I understand how families long ago got names like Miller, Cooper, Brewer, etc, so you can only imagine why the Sexsmith’s acquired their name.
Walking around in a Sexsmith jersey just has to be the absolute TITS. You definitely get laid just from that. And if things don’t work out so well for Tyson in the NHL, he has an easy transition into the porn world.
Journey frontman Steve Perry is a die-hard San Francisco Giants fan, so it was a large amount of chagrin that he discovered that one his most iconic songs has been hijacked by the Los Angeles Dodgers.
During every 8th inning the Dodgers now play a karaoke version of Journey’s hit, “Don’t Stop Believing,” most likely a ploy by Dr. Charles Steinberg — the former Red Sox PR man who popularized the playing of “Sweet Caroline” at Fenway.
Perry when he goes to games at Chavez Ravine now finds that he leaves games before the 8th so as to avoid hearing his work bastardized. “It tweaks me to know they’re using the song as a rally song.” He told a San Francisco reporter, “I really wish we’d [the Giants] have hijacked it first. I think the song is about hope and power, and it’s working for them, damn it.”
Because there is nothing in life better than watching old men roll around with one another, Ric Flair is set to wrestle Hulk Hogan starting in November.
Sure, Hogan is a mere 56 years old, but Flair rolls in at a robust 63. Now the two AARP-eligible wrasslers are going to square off against each other first in Australia and then in several other international locales. Wooo!
You’d be forgiven for thinking Flair was retired, since he he held a retirement match in March of ’08 and then was given a send-off, but that won’t keep the Nature Boy down.
Reportedly Flair is, you guessed it, BROKE. And since Hogan has been undergoing a nasty divorce, this probably seems like the best idea for the two aging former superstars to make some scrilla. Of course, there’s plenty of history between these two, Flair for instance hammered Hulk in his book accusing Hogan of attempting to shoot Ric’s son and sabotaging Flair’s WCW career.
Even better, the Australian tour and the future shows are supposed to become also a REALITY SERIES! Since that’s worked so well for Hulk so far…
Steve Smith is a star receiver for the Carolina Panthers and isn’t known for being a wall-flower. Just last season he broke a teammate’s jaw in practice for talking smack.
Amidst his starting QB throwing 4 interceptions, Smith sat down with Jake Delhomme while wearing a wire. As the quarterback you’re supposed to be in control, instead Delhomme apologizes to Smith for his errant throws, and Smith has a strange response.
“I never really liked you as a quarterback. ” Smith tells him, “But as a person . . . I love you as a person.”
How touching!
The best part is that Delhomme just sat there and took it. What a leader!
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Cheryl Davis of Princeton, Texas celebrated some great news on Monday, her Clydesdale horse, Remington, was named the World’s Largest Living Horse by the Guinness Book of Records people. Measuring in at a robust 80 inches without shoes, and topping the scales at over 3,000 pounds, Remi is a whole lot of horse.
Last week in Toronto they held their first Stiletto Sprint event, a charity race held to support 
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