Everyday Should Be Saturday

April 17, 2007

EDSBS LIVE: BANGING LYNN RUSSELL EDITION

EDSBS LIVE! EDSBS LIVE! We start now at 7:30, which will allow ample time for The Big Lead, our big guest tonight, to talk about his newfound celebrity as the target of Schrutebag’s affections.

What: EDSBS Radio

When: 7:30 p.m.–9:00 p.m. EST

Where: On the EDSBS channel at Now Live.

How: To call in? (310) 984-7600. You may also register at Now Live and participate in the live chat, where we’ll be taking comments and working them into the broadcast as always. Orson’s better at this than Peter because ADD PWNZ. Peter can only console himself with the joy of being employable.

Why: Bruce Fucking Feldman, that’s why, who’ll be breaking down spring ball like a madperson with us at 7:35 p.m. EST sharp. And Doug Gillett of Hey Jenny Slater!, who tends to bloat.

Your four questions for tonight:

1. After watching spring practice…who’s your sleeper player of the season? No, Tim Tebow is not an acceptable answer.

2. Name an incoming freshman or early enrolee who may help your team. Chris Rainey for Florida, perhaps, since it’s always good to be Chris Rainey.

3. Did you tailgate the spring game? We did, and we’ll admit it in public.

4. Name a news anchor or reporter you’d bang. We’ll give extra points to the first person who says they’ll bang Charles Osgood, even if it’s Ragin’ Cajun Rebel who says it. Personally, we’d still bang Lynn Russell, the heat-packin’, karate-choppin’ siren of vintage CNN.

VIRGINIA TECH MEMORIAL INFO

If you are interested in making a donation to a memorial fund at Virginia Tech, click here.

FIE-SEMMAY! SPURRIER, LIVE FROM THE SIDELINES.

You want regional diversity? Well, fine then. Here’s a link to Dennis Dixon, Oregon quarterback, demonstrating what is either a spectacular inner peace manifested in a nearly flatlined public face or a symptom of a dire need for a nap. There’s some West Coast video content for ya.

As for the other half of the Apple Cup Civil War duo: the big news out of spring practice is that they’re testing shoes, bitches. Shoes.

Okay, with that settled we move on to our second Steve Spurrier related entry today. This time, it’s Spurrier twitching, mumbling, and calling out incoherent Spurrierese to qb Blake Mitchell as he struggles through the Garnet and Black spring game. Watch as out of years of habit he covers his mouth when calling plays, even with the entire universe listening in on him.

We wish they could do this for every game just so we could listen to Pete Carroll say things like “Excellence!” when USC scores, or to hear Urban Meyer murmuring blood blood blood blood under his breath after a blocked punt.

CHRONICAS DE BOSS HAWG: MUSTAIN AND MOM LUVS FOIA

Yet another, yes still another chapter in the never ending saga that is…

Up the loco a few more degrees today to a degree we can only describe as plaid. The person who filed the Freedom of Information Act request to examine Houston Nutt’s cell phone records was none other than jilted qb Mitch Mustain himself. Mustain filed the request and included a release to his mother, Beckwith M. Campbell.

That’s a blue chip recruit college quarterback sifting through cell phone records using a piece of legislation usually reserved for uncovering government graft in coordination with his mother because the quarterback was benched after his former high school coach turned college offensive coordinator lost the reins to the offense despite winning their way through the SEC West, an act viewed as deceitful since the hiring of said offensive coordinator was key to blue-chipper committing in the first place to Arkansas despite the head coach saying all along that the hiring was merely coincidental and not a cheap bid to get the recruit into town following a lackluster season that had head coach in hot water with recruits, the sum total of which is this after all the hollerin’ and shoutin’: the coach is still in hot water.

Time to hit the Hawgberry, Don Hawg! Es muy importante! AHORA!

Addendum: Whole Hog Sports, in part of a much longer piece, has this bit of startling info:

In Fort Smith, Bragg’s exhusband requested extra police patrols in her neighborhood after people followed her home and a man drove by her house repeatedly with a video camera. Callers keep ringing her cell phone and hanging up, Russell Bragg said. Sgt. Jarrard Copeland of the Fort Smith Police Department confirmed the patrols.

That’s someone with a video camera hanging around Diana Bragg’s house, presumably to catch Houston Nutt driving over to visit her. Just. Speechless.

SPURRIER CONDEMNS CONFEDERATE FLAG; FULMER CONDEMNS RIGHT TO STAY HIGH

Press play on this and read. It’s much funnier that way.

MP3 File

Steve Spurrier ruffled feathers when he condemned South Carolina’s practice of flying the Confederate flag over the state capital this weekend. Now another SEC coach entered the fray regarding state capitals as Phil Fulmer attacked Tennessee’s tolerance of rappers MJG and 8 Ball staying high over the state capital in Nashville.

“It’s disgraceful that we allow two young men to deface the seat of power in our state,” said Fulmer in an interview Sunday afternoon. “It hurts us as a state. It hurts our recruiting. It makes us look like we endorse drug use, something champions and winners simply don’t do.”

“Again: it’s a plain disgrace to the Volunteer State.”

When reached for comment, 8 Ball and MJG vehemently disagreed.


Staying high: 8 Ball and MJG in their customary spot four hundred and fifty feet above the Tennessee capital.

“What coach Fulmer doesn’t understand is that what we do isn’t voluntary at all: we, by definition, must stay high-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh-igh. Indeed, we plan to do so until we die-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie-ie. It’s less of a choice than a mission. We drink a whole lot of Hennessy; we must represent this Tennessee,” said MJG from his Memphis home on Monday.

Rapper and collaborator 8 Ball agreed. (more…)

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