If you have this fear, you suck. No questions asked.
Even though the Pacman Jones talks between the Cowboys and Titans have hit somewhat of a roadblock, it hasn’t prevented Jones from already planning his arrival in Dallas. On Saturday, Jones was at a charity basketball game in Tennessee, and when he signed autographs for fans, he was adding the number “21” after his name. Apparently Jones hopes to pay homage to his good friend Deion “Prime Time” Sanders if he is to land in Dallas. I’m all for Jones trying to emulate Deion on the field, but hopefully he won’t pretend to “find God” and act like a pretentious jackass shortly thereafter.
Apparently Romo’s golf game hasn’t gotten any better since Jessica came along either. Tony tied for 34th place at the Azalea Invitional in Charleston, South Carolina on Sunday. His final score was a 19-over-par 303. I’m sure he caught the first plane back to L.A. to drown his sorrows with the rest of his newly found douchebag friends.
Looks like Tony Romo got a hall pass for the weekend. He’s out in Charleston, South Carolina golfing in the Azalea Invitational. Romo, who’s known around these parts for his love of golf, shot a 73 in his first round and had his dad, Ramiero, as his caddie.
Jessica skipped the tournament, which helped Romo, because lugging around a mini lap dog while trying to golf can be difficult.
That story also contains a great nominee for the most obvious statement ever written in a news story.
Police prosecutor Sergeant Chris Stringer told the court alcohol played a large role in Cradock’s life.
The overdone lesbian on the right is some Hollywood spare. The overdone lesbian on the left is Clay Aiken.
Bizarre. Just Bizarre. I think this happened to Josh once, except with a chinchila.