TMZ — Johnny Manziel was involved in a fistfight at a fancy Hawaiian resort the night before his friend’s wedding, TMZ Sports has learned. …
We’re told things had been heated between the guys for a while — but it all came to a head at the rehearsal dinner.
Sources connected to Manziel tell us the QB felt like he was being hounded by the other man. We’re told Johnny was adamant he was not the instigator.
But things escalated … and at one point during the altercation Manziel struck the other guy in the face. …
But get this … the next day, the other guy in the fight got a surprise from room service — a bottle of champagne and a note that read, “Truly apologize. Should have never done that. Know this won’t make it better, but hope it starts the day off alright.”
It was signed by Johnny Manziel.
I haven’t been including Johnny Manziel around these parts much lately because what is the point? You could literally post about him daily because he’s producing blog fodder every waking hour. But at some point it gets redundant. He’s like Amy Winehouse toward the end, where you wonder if it’s just better to wait until the inevitable overdose happens, then recap all the insane, self-destructive hijinks instead of trying to keep up.
That said, the one person who is not in the wrong here is Manziel. If you invite Johnny Football to your wedding rehearsal dinner or pick an argument with Johnny Football at your friend’s wedding rehearsal dinner, you have no right to act surprised when Johnny Football ruins said ruins said wedding rehearsal dinner.
It’s what he does. And blaming him is like jumping off a pier and blaming the ocean because your clothes got wet. It’s going to the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona and blaming the bull when you get gored. These friends of his walked into the Johnny Manziel pit at the zoo, past all the warning signs and over the security fence, then tried to act surprised one of them got mauled.
So this story won’t even make his obituary. Maybe the next one will. Either way, it shouldn’t be long now.
Daily Beast — Lou Holtz, the legendary retired coach of the Notre Dame Fighting Irish football team, has a lot of feelings about immigrants.
Speaking at a luncheon the Republican National Coalition for Life hosted during the RNC to honor Phyllis Schlafly, Holtz said the high number of immigrants coming to the U.S. constitutes an “invasion.” And he said new immigrants need to assimilate better. Holtz added that his grandparents learned English after immigrating to the U.S. from Ukraine, and insisted his family learn it as well. New immigrants to this country, he continued, need to learn and speak English and “become us.”
“I don’t want to become you,” he continued. “I don’t want to speak your language, I don’t want to celebrate your holidays, I sure as hell don’t want to cheer for your soccer team!”
The crowd laughed and applauded. …
Holtz also said he has to park his van in the back of his church’s parking lot and back it into a spot there because it sports a bumper sticker that embarrasses his wife. He said the sticker is directed at some of his golf buddies, and reads, “Jesus loves you. Everybody else thinks you’re an a******.”
Frigging Lou Holtz. Just running roughshod over the Republican National Convention like a boss. Carrying around a bottle of Crown Royal. Putting immigrants on blast. Dumping on soccer fans. And going blue with his comedy in a crowd of anti-abortion activists. That’s the kind of thing you can get away with when you’re pushing 80 and your coaching legend is cemented.
You don’t have to agree with Holtz’ views. Especially since I’m not sure the Constitution allows for ex-Notre Dame football coaches to set immigration policy. Not even if they’ve won a national title. And I’m sure his bosses at ESPN aren’t exactly cutting him a bonus check right about now. Nevertheless, you’ve got to admire an old coot with zero regard for who he hacks off just shooting from the hip with zero F’s given. Getting drunk on imported Canadian whiskey, telling millions of imported people to learn English, saying soccer sucks and calling his golf buddies a*******s in front of a crowd of strangers.
Again, you don’t have to like what he’s saying to respect a guy with nothing to lose telling you what he thinks because he’s got the cache to think it. Hate the game, not the player.
It looks like Dodgers ace Clayton Kershaw will not be making a return to the mound anytime soon.
Currently on the disabled list with a mild disk herniation, Kershaw had a simulated start on Saturday but continued to feel back discomfort. The Dodgers were hopeful that the 2014 National League MVP would make a return sometime this week, but Dodgers manager Dave Roberts said Kershaw’s return is “uncertain.”
“After he threw that live session, the next day Sunday didn’t feel great,” Roberts said Tuesday. “I think that at that point and time he let us know that we had to be a little more on the cautious side. I don’t know if it’s a step back, but we’re going to let the back pain subside and see where we go.”
Kershaw, who has an 11-2 record and an NL-best 1.79 ERA, has not pitched since a June 26 loss at Pittsburgh. He was placed on the disabled list later that week.
The three-time Cy Young winner is not the only Dodgers pitcher who is dealing with an injury. Brett Anderson has been dealing with back pains since spring training, and Alex Wood has missed most of the season with an elbow injury. The Dodgers have put together an 11-6 record without Kershaw, but the number of injuries to the starting rotation may force Los Angeles to make a deal before the Aug. 1 trade deadline.
For now, the Dodgers are first in the wild card standings, with the Marlins, Mets, Cardinals and Pirates close behind. Los Angeles likely will need Kershaw to return this season in order to clinch a playoff spot.
“Clayton will do everything he can to get back,” Roberts said. “We’re better when he is active, obviously. It’s something we have to deal with and we have to continue to try and win baseball games.”
This blog exists because if people are nerds about sports, they’re probably nerds about other things. My love of sports is relatively healthy. My love of pop music might kill me.
One of the best things about Twitter is finding people who share your tastes. My middle school days of being obsessed with Metallica have provided me more than enough information to shake my head at followers who tell me “… And Justice For All” is a great album. Because musical taste is purely subjective, any “take” is tolerated and can be thoroughly dissected.
(Well, mostly any take. “Rap music just isn’t music!” is a not-so-smart way of accidentally declaring you’re kind of racist. Just say you don’t like it.)
Yet of all the different artists one can discuss and argue about on Twitter, there is one that blows them all out of the water on the polarizing scale:
Ween was and is weird. From a musical (and perhaps also drug) standpoint, the duo of Aaron Freeman and Mickey Melchiondo (a.k.a. Gene and Dean Ween, respectively, a.k.a. Gener and Deaner, respectively) did everything.
The average non-Ween-fan has definitely heard Ween before. If they don’t know them from Phish’s cover of “Roses are Free,” they know them from having heard “Voodoo Lady” in “Road Trip” or “Ocean Man” in “SpongeBob SquarePants.”
But of all the things Ween did, they didn’t suck. They were extremely versatile. Listen to “Don’t Laugh (I Love You),” then “Freedom of ’76″ and then “Back to Basom.” In three songs, you’re taken on a journey from drum machine hell to falsetto purgatory and finally to Mellotron and synth heaven.
After starting out in the mid-80s and putting out 11 non-live albums from 1990 through 2007, Ween broke up in 2012 when Freeman announced that was no longer Gener, a move that was linked to both his burgeoning sobriety and his desire for a solo career. Last year, the band began announcing reunion shows, and on Wednesday it was announced that they’ll play Boston’s House of Blues in August. They’ve amassed enough of a catalogue (and a loyal enough cult following) that they can pretty much play whatever they want.
There’s nothing wrong with weird. The world is a better place with Ween in it.
Women’s Wear Daily — Despite her retirement from modeling last year, Gisele Bündchen will help kick off the 2016 Olympic Games in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Hosted at Maracanã Stadium, the 35-year-old model will strut through the venue’s gateway during the opening ceremony as a part this year’s celebration.
I have to be honest with you, because I want our relationship to be based on trust. I hate this news.
And not just because I have very low tolerance for unretirements. I wrote too many Barstool blogs tooling on Brett Favre for his serial unretirements to change my opinion now. We’ve seen far too many athletes go out at or near the top, only to have second thoughts, come crawling back, embarrass themselves and damage their legacies. (See Michael Jordan with the Wizards.) Not to mention how many bands we’ve seen do a “farewell tour” only to lather, rinse and repeat a few years later when there’s another quick buck to be made. No, I believe you’ve got to make a clean break of it the way Gisele did last year and never look back.
But I not only don’t want her going to Rio, I don’t think anyone should. As I said Tuesday on Dale & Holley with Extra Thornton, I don’t want Nate Ebner there because this thing is going to be a fiasco. Between the Zika virus, massive levels of poop in the water, crime and political chaos, it’s a disaster in the making. And certainly not worth the risk of giving your babies birth defects just so people can win medals in ping pong.
All that said, I understand why Gisele is going. It’s because she is a patriot. A true daughter of Brazil who loves her country more than her retirement, her health and her safety. Because her nation needs her and she’s answering the call.
Gisele will be at Rio in the way Muhammad Ali went to Atlanta in 1996 despite the early stages of Parkinson’s. Because it was the right thing to do. Gisele is to Brazil what George Washington, the Wright Brothers, Babe Ruth, Elvis and Neil Armstrong combined are to us. She represents all that is good about her nation and makes her countrymen proud. They could no sooner have an Olympics Opening Ceremony without her signature “horse walk” runway move than we could have one without the American flag.
And for this selfless act, I applaud her. I just beg that she coat herself in bug spray, keep away from the ocean, and get right back to Brookline where she belongs.
Callahan highlights a recent story from the Boston Police Department of a cop not shooting despite a toy gun being aimed at him. The guys discuss the tough job police officers have in showing restraint.