October 2008


Awhile ago I had a Brett Favre jersey contest. Come up with the most original comment or pic of a female fan and you’d win a Favre jersey. I’d even let you pick: Jets or Packers. And I selected a winner. But the winner never replied to my contact. So he lost. I’d mentioned that if he didn’t claim his prize I’d get a Donald Driver jersey.
Totally sweet Ray Nitschke jersey

Well, I thought long and hard about it, and decided to get back to my roots. When I was about seven I had a Packers jersey, and it’s the only Packers jersey I’d ever owned. It was a Ray Nitschke jersey, and along with the jersey came stories from both of my parents about the Packers of the sixties and seventies, and about Ray’s toughness.

So it seemed only natural to go Nitschke again. But here’s the thing: one of the sponsors of this site is sportsmemorabilia.com, and I thought it’d only be fair if I got the jersey from them. I wasn’t sure what kind of quality I could expect from an online store, but I was in essence spending the money they gave me for a presence on this site, so it felt like a freebie.

I was really impressed. The delivery was quick, but that’s not such a big deal. Anyone can ship something fast. What I liked was how well made the jersey was. This is not a $13 jersey you can get at Shopko.

How do I know? For starters, it has one of these:

It has this, too:

Though I’m pretty sure I’m old enough now that I don’t need to write my name on my jersey. Or that at my age there’ll be another time when I wake up in an unfamiliar place, among a pile of naked people, and need to figure out which clothes are mine so I can dress and leave. OR, that I’ll be getting Ray Nitschke’s autograph on the jersey anytime soon.

The numbers are stitched. The name is stitched. The jersey is oh, so sweet. I wore it for three days straight. And in case you’re wondering, no, I’m not getting paid for this review. I’m just a nice guy wanting to spread the word about a great experience I had. That’s right, Maggie @ Sports Memorabilia - this one’s on me. Consider it thanks for a jersey well made.

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I get it. In lieu of cheerleader coverage, the games are just a bit more fun to watch if there’s sweet-n-tasty snicky on the sidelines giving us our injury updates or the halftime jog-interview as a team’s braintrust tries to get to the locker room to gameplan for the second half.

And maybe there’s a correlation between a female reporter’s beauty and her sports IQ. Whatever it is, we need to fix it. Maybe have some sideline stripper lip-sync an actual report from a smarter but possibly less visually appealing woman. Because what Danyelle Sargent did? I was uncomfortable just listening to it.  ‘Cause I mean, really.  She’s beautiful, right?  But I can’t help but think of a bag full of hammers when I hear her name.

What happened? Danyelle caught up to Mike Singletary before his first game as the 49ers head coach, and one of the first things she says is “I heard that one of the first calls you made when you got the head coaching job was to Bill Walsh.” She hears something in her earpiece and adds “What. What happened? What did I say?”

I’d like to know how that phone works, the one that would let Singletary call Walsh, because I have some questions for my dead uncle Marty. And D.B. Cooper, for that matter.

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You remember Joe Cullen, right? Coach on the Lions’ staff who likes to drive around town naked?

Are you a golfer? Not just a weekend hack, but a guy who’s played more than a hundred rounds in his life? Then you’ve probably heard of this. Sometimes dudes have a side “bet” on golf outings - if anyone hits a drive that does not clear the ladies tee box, you’ve got to play the rest of the hole with your dick out. It’s called (wait for it): Dick Out.

I know Joe Cullen’s a big golf freak, and I know he’s been looking for a playing partner that doesn’t mind whipping it out now and then. And it can be lonely when someone with an elite job like professional football coach can’t find someone in his profession to share his hobbies.

Joe baby, have I got a playing partner for you. With less than two weeks on the job, Mike Singletary has decided to stand up and proclaim: “Yes. I like talking to other dudes with my dick hanging out. And I like golf.”

I’ve set up a tee time for the two of you, but dammit, I don’t want to hear anything afterwards about club shafts or ball washing. Let’s say we just keep the freak down nice and low, and keep it between you two, ok?

Finally, I guess we have an answer to my previous question about Mike Singletary. Pretty sure Lombardi never dropped trou to make a point with his men.

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