When “owned” just doesn’t cut it

To add insult to injury: Jurors who recently awarded a $115 million dollar verdict in favor of Hulk Hogan have declared an additional $25 million dollars owed to the Hulkster in punitive damages, bringing the total of money owed to Hogan for posting his sex tape to a whopping $140 million dollars.

I ran out of words to express how delighted I was to have seen Hulk Hogan take down Gawker in court three days ago. Yet it’s becoming the gift that keeps on giving, as Gawker is deservedly kicked while already down, for another $25 million dollars thanks to their reckless “journalism” and arrogant believe they were invincible behind First Amendment rights.

Owned” simply isn’t a sufficient term to describe just how dominating of a comeuppance beatdown Gawker was just given by Hulkamania. I want to force phrases like “Hulk hOwgan’d” or some shit, but know there’s no chance in hell it would stick. Unless another marquee lawsuit springs up featuring a fairly prominent figure versus a smarmy hack journalism outlet where the plaintiff succeeds, and people start using Hulk Hogan-ing as a verb to describe defeating crooked journalists, that is.

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Making rednecks happy vs. tanking Georgia

I like to use the phrase “who cares?” a lot.  Mostly amongst my closest friends, as a means of ribbing each other, to let each other know that particular topics are uninteresting, certain wrestlers or baseball players aren’t really as good as they might think they are, or as commentary towards random issues that when the day is over, aren’t really that important on a substantial scale.

But that’s really the basis of the words “who cares,” because it really does boil down the point of a lot of things in the world, that really just aren’t that important.

I don’t often discuss political matters, on my brog or in person generally, because frankly I don’t see any good out of it, in either arena.  However, it should come as no surprise that I have a tendency to lean towards a liberal way of thinking, and that I don’t have any problem when it comes to the notion of equality.  Frankly, people should be able to do what they want to do, within mostly legal parameters, including if people of the same sex want to be together.

When people come out of the closet, be them people I know, celebrities, athletes, or any other public figure, my response to such news is usually “who cares?”  Not because I harbor any malice or wish that my appearance of indifference indicates hostile feelings, but because I honestly do not believe it’s a big deal, and although many would disagree, sexual orientation isn’t an important issue to me.

If a dude wants to marry another dude, more power to them.  If a woman wants to get married to another woman, good on them.  They have as much right to live happily ever after, or come to the decision that marriage wasn’t a good idea and have to confront the uncomfortable divorce process as well.  None of it affects me in way, shape or form, so to the notion of the existence of homosexuality, I say who cares?

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AS IF THERE WERE ANY DOUBT

Get owned, Gawker – Floridalol jury awards Terry “‘The Immortal’ Hulk HoganBollea a $115 million dollar verdict against snarky website, Gawker, for violation of privacy, when they posted a sex tape of Hulk Hogan back in 2012.

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Oh, I can’t get enough of this story.  I mean, it was about as much of a layup as they come, but it still excites me to see the conclusion to this lawsuit that was forgone three years ago, but still had to be played out.

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The whitest basketball game since George Mikan played

It’s always easy to say, looking in hindsight, “I almost picked them…” when it comes to progressively watching your March Madness collapse before your very eyes.  But seriously, when I looked at the matchup between a #5 Baylor and a #12 Yale, I thought hmmmmmmmm.

Historically, you can almost bank on at least one #12 taking out a #5 on a yearly basis, and at least personally, I usually pick one #12 to topple a #5.  And in all fairness, I did get it right, with #12 Little Rock, Arkansas upsetting #5 Purdue in Southeast.  Little did I realize that this would be a year in which two #12 seeds would upset a #5 seed.

Little did I also realize that Michigan State would blow it in the first round of the tournament, and completely derail my entire bracket, as I actually had Michigan State going all the way.

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The White Sox organization must be insufferably bad

Long story short: Chicago White Sox first baseman, Adam LaRoche abruptly retires from baseball after 12 years in the majors, citing personal reasons. It’s revealed that the White Sox asked LaRoche to cut back how much time his son, Drake, was allowed to be in the team clubhouse and exposure to the team.  Instead of complying, LaRoche instead retired, and forfeited the remaining $13 million dollars he was due for the 2016 season.

I know that there are going to be a ton of baseball geeks on the internet who will be quick to call Adam LaRoche “stupid,” and other pejoratives meant to put him down, for his decision to walk away from a guaranteed $13 million dollars to play a kid’s game.  And absolutely, $13 million dollars is a tremendous amount of money, even for a professional athlete.

However, all these people who are/will be quick to fling stones, also are incapable of occasionally seeing the big picture in life, and the importance of things that matter that aren’t money.

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So owned

I enjoyed this too much: woman tailgates motorist, motorist taps brakes to try and get tailgater to back off, tailgater instead slams their own brakes, loses control, and spins out into the median.

Bonus:

The Fox Valley Metro Police Department told the paper that she was cited.

Bitch didn’t only get what she deserved for being an aggressive tailgater, she also got her well-deserved citation.

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The successor to jumping the shark?

Fuller Blouse House.  DJ Tanner Fuller, wrestling.  Professional wrestling.  Doing a head-scissors on a luchador.

I mean, Fuller House starts off already having jumped the shark.  The entire show jumped the shark before the first episode even started airing.

So when a show has already jumped the shark, what do you call it when it somehow manages to find another level of shark-jumping criteria, but you can’t exactly go back and unjump the shark, so that it can be jumped in a more appropriate place?

You call it DJ Tanner Wrestling.

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