Kyrie Irving is convinced he’s gonna be a dad — and the baby mama is a SMOKIN’ HOT former Texas beauty queen … this according to court docs obtained by TMZ Sports.
The Cleveland Cavaliers star filed court docs in Texas saying he impregnated 2010 Miss Texas United States Andrea Wilson … and he’s asking for a paternity test to make it official.
FYI — Wilson has been documenting her pregnancy on Instagram … and it looks like she’s due in December.
I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life as I am that this baby is going to be the key to the Cavs run to a title this season. Shump and Kyrie are going to be dads and JR Smith is getting married. What a time to be alive.
I’d like to think Kyrie pulled a George Costanza when he heard the news:
Kid’s got it down, that’s for sure. Is it weird that I got the chills watching LeBron’s 8-year-old son do his celebration in his kitchen before Cavs training camp has even started because it reminded me of this?
Let’s get this out of the way first. Danny Salazar imploded after that missed strike 3 call in the third inning. It was unacceptable, no doubt about it. Gotta have thicker skin. That being said…
Tommy boy had one for the ages last night. Just bad, really bad, all night long. If you don’t follow @IndiansUmp on the Twitter yet, you should probably get on that. I have zero idea who runs it or where the information comes from but it basically tweets out every time an ump blows a ball/strike call in a Tribe game. Whether it favors the good guys or the opposition, it almost instantly fires off a tweet with a picture of the strike zone, pitch location and a few other stats. Here’s the big turd Hallion laid on Salazar’s doorstop in the third:
The royal blue color is never called a strike. The sun-bleached navy blue color is rarely called a strike. The Columbia blue color is sometimes called a strike. The peach color is called a strike a majority of the time. The skin color is almost always called a strike. The grapefruit color is always a strike. THE GRAPEFRUIT IS ALWAYS A STRIKE, TOM. Damnit!
There’s one of these “umpire” twitter accounts for all MLB teams (and by all I mean there’s one for the Indians and Twins and I’m not checking the rest). Last night, the Indians account tweeted out eight blown calls, three of which screwed us. Obviously the opposite is true for the Twins. Here are some of the other eggs he laid:
Oh f*** you dude. That should be ball four (and it is, 84% of the time), giving us runners on first and second and Lonnie coming up to give us a chance to take the early lead. Boooooooooooo!
WHAT?!?!?! This is the worst call in the history of balls and strikes in Major League Baseball, right? NINETY-EIGHT PERCENT of the time Brian Dozier is sent back to the bench on this pitch. 98. There’s no part of that ball that’s even sniffing anything but the grapefuit. Just historically bad. Jesus Christ.
Again, I’m not making an excuse for Danny last night. He’s gotta be better than that. But sweet onion chicken teriyaki, so does the home plate umpire.
Hallion DOES have a sick punch out but I hate him and refuse to give him credit for it.
Bottlegate 