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Eat My Sports: Brangelina Filed For Divorce. You Are Welcome Colin Kaepernick

Unless you live under a rock, you undeniably know two things as of today:
1) Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie have split (I called this back in 2005, better late than never).
2) Spearheaded by 49ers backup quarterback Colin Kaepernick, players around the NFL are attempting to raise awareness for racially profiled police brutality by kneeling or raising their fists during The National Anthem.

Sorry, Brangelina, this column isn’t about you, and it’s also not about the NFL players or their cause. No, I like to keep things light. Today, we are paying tribute to you, Lee Zeldin! Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Football Is Back And I have No Idea Who To Pick To Win The Super Bowl

We are now officially two evenings away from the NFL season kicking off and all I have to say is thank God. Sundays have been an abominable bore since February and now I finally have something on TV I care about watching Monday, Thursday and Friday. Life is good.

Now, the only problem with having a sports column is that I feel obligated to make a pick, like everyone else as to who will win the Super Bowl. Only problem with that is this year I can narrow it down to a handful of teams who are contenders  but I can’t seem to pull the trigger, as everyone is flawed. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: It’s The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It’s the end of August folks. That means one thing if you are red-blooded American: football is almost here. More importantly than football being back, fantasy football is back! Where for three glorious months you get to take credit for the accomplishments of others. You’re the only person on the planet who knew Antonio Brown was good, you had the guts to draft one Robert Gronkowski, ONLY YOU KNEW THAT AARON RODGERS CAN THROW A FOOTBALL REALLY WELL!

Over the years I’ve come to acknowledge how both stupid and genius the concept of fantasy football is, but the best part is that it leads to smack talk and bragging rights amongst you and your friends. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Steroid News, No One Cares

The 2016 NFL season is almost upon us and the collective American fan base is about to lose their mind over it. It’s been a relatively tame offseason since the league’s scripted way to have Peyton Manning retire with one more ring happened, at least until this week.

Going back to December, players linked to the Al Jazeera report about PED use have been asked to meet with the league. Only one, the aforementioned Manning, actually did. This leaves a prominent class of James Harrison, Clay Matthews and Julius Peppers among others who are being required to meet with the league and explain their connection or face an indefinite suspension from the league. And the overall sentiment is … no one cares. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Whose Suicide Are You On Anyway?

Like a lot of people around the world, I really enjoy going to the movies. Also, like many adults that have small children, it’s freaking impossible to get out to theatres to go see a new release. Also, being an adult man of 33 that still enjoys comic books (at least their stories in film version now) at the same level I did 23 years ago, having my wife say that she had to see a comic movie in theatres made that movie a must see. That meant at the beginning of the summer, I knew I was going to see at least one movie in theatres, and that held true, I have seen one, “Suicide Squad,” and I didn’t even try to overthink it.

Unlike a lot of people around the world, especially comic fanboys, I didn’t freak out when I saw Jared Leto’s Hot Topic images of The Joker come out last year. I get that this is hallowed ground for some people, but just about everyone that freaked out over the tattooed-pimp look were the same people that hated the idea of Heath Ledger getting the role about a decade ago. But I also knew that his role in this movie wasn’t to be the front and center star. The DC Cinematic Universe made it abundantly clear that this was the Margot Robbie/Harley Quinn show. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Welcome Back, Pay Me!

The calendar turned to August yesterday, meaning a couple of things. The collective groan of kids realizing their summer is almost over fills the air and of course, it’s training camp for those of you who need a football fix. Each year brings a fresh round of malcontents who hold out for a new contract in a lot of cases, one that had been recently signed within two years.

I am all for players getting whatever they can while they can, mainly due to the NFL’s unfair system of no fully guaranteed contracts and being able to cut a player at any time (but, I put the onus on this on the player’s for their inability to fix this issue every time a new CBA comes up). There is no loyalty from the league or ownership, so, when your next play could always be your last, get your money.

Some people though seem to go about everything the wrong way on it and make themselves look like idiots in the process. This year’s moron? DeAndre Hopkins! Hopkins is in year four of a four year $7.6 million dollar contract, with a club option for a fifth year of $7.9. So yeah, when you go to your boss for your performance review and ask for your 3% raise, please think of poor DeAndre and the $15.5 million he will receive for simply playing out a deal that he signed. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Is Nu Metal Actually Dead?

Every weekend I have one routine that never gets old, I update my music collection by logging into iTunes and see what albums I want to add to my permanent digital collection that are in the $5.99-$6.99 range. It’s fun because you come across stuff that you forgot how much you actually liked. It’s taken me back to No Doubt’s “Tragic Kingdom” (which reminds me of how much I can’t stand Gwen Stefani now), to Bush’s “Razorblade Suitcase (which reminds me of how much I can’t stand Gwen Stefani now) all the way up to Nothing But Thieves, Catfish and the Bottlemen and for some reason I got sentimental about Fall Out Boy’s “From Under the Cork Tree.”

A couple of weeks ago I came across what now might be considered a secret shame, but from 1998-2001 you and everyone else were blasting everywhere, Limp Bizkit. Rap/Metal wasn’t anything new when it came to the front of the mainstream after Korn’s “Follow the Leader” knocked down the door for anyone who had a metal band and a frontman who could reasonably rhyme. Rage Against the Machine, Beck, Beastie Boys and Red Hot Chili Peppers had already laid down the groundwork to know that the genre was accepted. However, few did it to the successful degree of Limp Bizkit, because let’s face it, Fred Durst, for as much as you hate him, is as savvy a businessman/opportunist as you will find and for four years made his band the biggest on the planet. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Warriors Mentality

The most non-surprising story so far of the NBA free agency period is that former Oklahoma City Thunder superstar Kevin Durant is leaving to form a super team out in Golden State with Steph Curry, Draymond Green and Klay Thompson. Six years ago, I ripped LeBron James for doing essentially the same thing by going to Miami, but with the way the NBA landscape has changed since “The Decision,” I really can’t blame Durant for taking his talents to Oakland.

Fairly or unfairly, we judge the careers of major athletes by how much hardware they can bring home, and to say that we don’t is to not have a robust picture of how going back almost 40 years we judge the ones who didn’t win. Think about it, what is the first thing you think of when you hear the names Dan Marino, Charles Barkley or Patrick Ewing? Great careers, but … Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Eating My Words

Throughout the course of the past 13 years, my opinion towards LeBron James has flipped and flopped about as many times as he flopped on the court. From being “The Chosen One” to playoff choke artist, to soulless but regrettably a champion, to nice redemption, but you’ll never win, now finally on to living up to everything and the best basketball player we will see in our lifetime.

A couple of weeks ago, I wrote off the Cavaliers, as most people did and prematurely anointed the Warriors as an unstoppable tour de force that would not be stopped. Well the funny thing about the greats, is when history is all but in the books, they find a way to flip the script faster then Taylor Swift flips her men.

You all know the story by now, James and the Cavs erase a 3-1 series deficit en route to James finally delivering on his promise to giving the people of Cleveland one less thing to be miserable about. It wasn’t just about the win, it was also James proving to everyone how wrong we were about Steph Curry being the best player on the planet and showing how he is the best all-around player we will ever see. Continue reading

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Eat My Sports: Not three, not four, not five

Back in the summer of 2010, LeBron James actually had the NBA landscape figured out and knew what he had to do to build his legacy: he needed to create a super team in order to win championships.

It worked.

Like it or not, the James’ experiment in Miami resulted in four straight trips to the NBA Finals, two titles and a really weird perspective on how to view his legacy given that he didn’t deliver a championship on his own in Cleveland. Now, two years after his second scorned city in four years, James and the Cavaliers are on the verge of their second straight loss to a clearly superior Golden State Warriors team that is arguably the greatest team of all-time, and a looming summer of what to do with the end of his prime.

So this brings the question of if James loses his fifth Finals trip where does this place him in regards to his legacy? I had a hard time placing this until I came across a comments thread on ESPN’s website, and it hit me like a ton of bricks: he is the Wilt Chamberlain of his era. Continue reading