The New Sexy Rexy and Other Goings On
By Cecilio's Scribe on Jan 21, 2009 with Comments 0
Does He Remind Anyone Else of Gary Busey?Anyway, without time to rev the old creative engines we rely on the fabulous world of sports to provide from its voluminous bounty. Luckily, there’s just enough weird crap going on and, as usual, witty folks are writing all about it on these super-duper Internet blogs. For you under-a-rock dwellers, catch up courtesy of some Web cronies:
Brian Bassett breaks down Rex Ryan’s press conference and the fact he dropped more money sound bytes in two minutes than Mangina did in three years. Our take? Do we think Ryan’s a bit of a dirtbag? Absolutely. Does he fit in New York? We’re not sure. Were we scared as hell of his defenses? Absolutely. Bottom line? We’re all for him turning the defense into blitz-happy killing machines. Count me in.
Deadspin shares tidbits from Mark McGwire’s brother’s new book. If brothers aren’t for kicking you while you’re down and shi&^ing on your already tarnished reputation, than what are they good for?
InGameNow has a solution for Starbury. Don’t just leave the Knicks, leave the country. Olives and head tattoos for all!
Does anyone want to be #1 anymore? Anyone at all? And, please, no DUKE.
Orangemen faithful are flabbergasted Gregg Robinson has a new job just like you and me.
Buzzsaw. Fantastic. Why we still love Deadspin.
And, finally, I’m fired up about Obama. I really am, for real. But can we stop with the hoops stories already for goodness sakes! Yes, I get it, He plays ball. And??!!! This has to be the 150th major-major media outlet I’ve seen take this story and run with it like B-dog is a 13-time Olympian who used to dunk on Wilt the Stilt. Relax, people.
Until I get a few minutes…
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About the Author: Cecilio's Scribe is the founder of The Legend of Cecilio Guante and a generally pessimistic fan of the Mets, Jets, Knicks and Rangers. A fine NYC-based gentlemen who hones his marketing skills as his primary trade by day. Husband, chef, father of a newborn and after-hours blogger by night. Proud alum of the mighty Big Red of Cornell. University. Hot sauce devotee. Staunch protester of the continued wussifcation of American sports. Sometimes I rhyme slow, sometimes I rhyme quick.

