“Like, if you’re not dancin’, shakin’ your ass and having a good time, there’s an exit sign right there, there’s an exit sign right there, there’s an exit sign right there, there’s an exit sign right there. You gotta get the fuck up outta here. This the Uninterrupted party and y’all know how we get down, aight? So if y’all not dancin’, havin’ a good time and shaking your ass, y’all gotta go man.”
The “Uninterrupted” line took me about 20 minutes to decipher. I just want you guys to know that.
Looks like a pretty fun party though. Not to mention a nice, safe environment for JR to pop his top off. An Uninterrupted with JR’s shirt talking about their rocky relationship since the NBA Finals would be cool. Two sides to every story.
Who do we think LeBron was yelling at for not dancing?
“Bron don’t kick me out bruh c’mon I’m dancin see”
Mike Aviles might be playing his ball in Detroit nowadays, but the impact him & his family had on Indians players, coaches and fans during his time here clearly isn’t going away any time soon.
14 months after she was diagnosed with children’s leukemia, 11 months after she threw out the first pitch at Progressive Field with her twin sister Maiya and 5 months after her dad gave everyone the great news that she is cancer free, Adriana Aviles made a fitting return to the baseball diamond last night – at the Major League Baseball All-Star Game, when Francisco Lindor Stood Up to Cancer for her after the fifth inning.
It was an awesome moment, not just for Lindor and Aviles but for everyone involved in the game. Players, coaches, fans, announcers, concession workers, law enforcement, everyone has been affected by cancer. And for that minute or so, everybody in the ballpark is connected and united against a truly awful disease. It’s a really cool moment every time they do it.
The full video from last night can be found here, and info on Stand Up to Cancer and other programs Major League Baseball is involved in is available here.
So by now you’ve all heard, our favorite west coast nut punter was arrested over the weekend after an altercation in East Lansing, Michigan. Lt. Scott Wrigglesworth, owner of the greatest name in law enforcement and a member of the East Landing Police Department, couldn’t confirm whether Green’s alleged action was a punch or a slap, saying only that it was “not a shove.”
I was not in East Landing over the weekend, nor do I know anyone who was, but I can say with no doubt in my mind and 1000% certainty that Green bitch slapped another man for two reasons:
1) If a guy punches another guy in the face, you say “the dude clocked the other dude in the face.” It’s not a neither-confirming-nor-denying type situation. Boom, it happened, we’re all men, let’s go have a beer and itch our balls and talk about it never.
2) It’s Draymond Green
Here’s the video of Green’s walk of shame:
(video courtesy of who the hell else, TMZ)
Since the incident, reports have surfaced that the man on the receiving end of the slap was Michigan State cornerback Jermaine Edmondson. Not super interesting, until you take a look at the senior’s bio page on the MSU website:
Now for those who have been following us for a while, we like to invite friends of Cleveland to take their “place (and/or seat) at the table.” The line comes from the 1993 movie The Program, when linebacker Steve Lattimer learns he has been named to the starting defense. Or so Mike tells me, I’ve never seen it.
The Bottlegate table invitations have been going out for quite some time now. From Colin Cowherd, to Hank Aaron, to some guy on YouTube bitching about the Toronto Raptors, to Larry King, to Rihanna, to Rich Eisen, to Les Miles, to our very own Ken Carman, the room in which the table sits has been filling up like Wilbert’s before a Tribe game.
But here I sit, on July 12th 2016, with clear eyes and love in my heart, with no reservations or any ounce of exaggeration when I say this:
If Draymond Green bitch slapped Michigan State cornerback Jermaine Edmondson because he’s a Cavs fan from Canton and was giving him the business about the Warriors blowing a 3-1 lead in the NBA Finals, the existing table is to be moved to a different room in the house and Jermaine Edmondson will sit on his glorious throne at the new one. Alone. He will watch over the kids table and the entire city of Cleveland as his servants bring him the finest cuisine and libations in all the land.
(it’s at this point where I’m going to begin ignoring the fact that none of this is confirmed)
This is what legends are made of. Every single Cavs fan in Northeast Ohio has wanted absolutely nothing more in their lives than to be able to give Draymond a piece of their damn mind for the better part of a year. Jermaine was given the opportunity….and he delivered, in breathtaking fashion.
It’s one thing to heckle someone. It’s quite another to get them arrested. Again, this is Draymond we’re talking about, so maybe not that hard, but big players make big plays at big times. Jermaine Edmondson was a big player this past Saturday night.
So I think I speak for all of Cleveland when I say, Jermaine, well done my friend. Thank you and well done.
Bottlegate 