For those who are wondering, the first Tyson picture is legit. He showed up at a Lakers preseason game with those Free Kobe signs. Imagine what Kobe must have felt when he looked up and saw Iron Mike there campaigning for his freedom. Justice comes in all sorts of funny little packages. I wonder if it occurred to Mike that he was holding up signs urging the freedom of someone who is free enough to be on an NBA sideline. Yo Mike, he is free. I also wonder if Mike realizes that stunts like this make everyone all the more sure he’s guilty of his own crimes (pick one). What innocent person immediately jumps to the defense of someone else accused of a crime they very well may have committed? Actually, I don’t wonder those things. After all, Mike’s IQ is 17. Anyway, Matt doctored the original photo and sent me the IQ version. I liked his work and had him put together the one in Mike-bonics.

And, if you haven’t seen Mike lately, no one doctored his face. Apparently his unblemished record of pathological behavior didn’t make him seem like enough of a psychopath on first glance, so he had some tattoos added to his mug. This way, if you see him on the street, you’ll immediately know that he wants to eat your children instead of having to get to know him to find that out. Fo thizzle.

Props to Matt Book for this variation on the theme…

Matt then custom made this one at my request…

I couldn’t make this stuff up. Fire away.

Game 6:

No love for Rerun. We may have hit bottom.

Game 5: Marlins 6, Damn Yankees 4

One more.

Game 4: Marlins 4, Damn Yankees 3

He may be a horn and a Yankee, but a tip of the cap to Roger Clemens at the end of a brilliant Kareer. There’s not much worth exalting in pro sports these days, but the show of respect from the Marlins team and fans as Clemens left the game tonight was something special. I’m still a football and basketball fan too, but I think baseball is the only one of the big three that has maintained any consistent hold on respect and class. Yeah, they’re millionaires and there are plenty of jackasses carrying bats, but there is still a prevailing level of sportsmanship that you don’t find anywhere else.

Hey, hey, hey….

Happy trails to Fred Berry, better known as Rerun on What’s Happening!! and What’s Happening Now!, who checked out today at age 52. (I’m slightly disturbed to discover Rerun was only a year younger than my Dad, by the way.) I spent more Saturday evenings than I can remember winding down after long days of street football and assorted mischief watching (ahem) reruns of Raj, Dwayne, Dee, Mama (who I don’t think had a real name), Shirley, and Rerun. I know those shows probably catch flack for perpetuating some stereotypes, and maybe deservedly so. But count me as one white boy who credits a small piece of his cultural appreciation to thirty minutes a week with these folks…

Anyway you cut it, Fred lived quite a life. I’m not sure he ever took the red beret off, and I saw him doing that dance on TV not too long ago. He battled through drug and alcohol problems in the 80’s and eventually became a Baptist minister (let’s maybe leave that one alone). The tale of the tape also shows he may be the only man alive to have been married six times, but to only four women. Have fun with that one.

Memo to the Folks at Subway:

We get it. Jared isn’t so fat anymore. Enough already.

Did anyone else notice they’ve changed their pitch to, “Have a Subway for lunch, and you can cross dress and eat deep fried pork drippings the rest of the day?”

Apparently the “If you’re a 750-pound tub, you can lose weight by eating dry lettuce sandwiches on whole wheat every meal for the rest of your life” bit wasn’t playing so well. Shocker.

Game 3: See Game 2.

Not that there’s ever anything particularly right about a Yankees win, but….is it just me or does it seem especially un-right for a Japanese* player to be the guy getting the game winning hits for the Yankees?

* I don’t have a problem with Japanese people (unless they play for the Yankees).