The Former Thunder Of The East Bay Recalls An Awkward Debut

Posted in Basketball, When Mascots Attack at 6:43 pm by

In the days before Steph Curry and the defending NBA champion Golden State Warriors were nothing short of a global pop culture phenomenon, the franchise’s ownership struggled to galvanize the attention of hoops casuals (losing nearly 300 games in 5 seasons, punctuated with Latrell Sprewell strangling P.J. Carelismo didn’t help). Displaced to San Jose for the 1996-97 season, the Warriors canned incumbent mascost Berserker (the David Yow theme didn’t really translate to Northern California) and replaced him with Thunder, in the form of gymnast/trampoline dunker Sadaki Fuller. Strolling down memory lane with the New York Times’ Scot Cacciola, Fuller explains the pitfalls of showing some initiative upon accepting the position :

Fuller felt obliged to help sell people on the team, he said, because the Warriors were not — how to put this mildly? — setting the region ablaze. He recalled running into the lobby of a bank near the team’s offices — in full costume, no less. That alone was a startling sight, and then Fuller opened his mouth and said, “This is a stickup!”

Nobody making a deposit that day recognized Thunder as an N.B.A. mascot. Most were under the impression that a less-than-sane person in a superhero outfit was attempting to rob the bank until Fuller backflipped out of the lobby while shouting, “Go Warriors!”

When Fuller returned to the team’s headquarters, he was met by several members of the team’s front office. They had received word of his marketing ploy.

“They were like, ‘Listen, it’s great that you’re doing everything with so much enthusiasm, but you can’t run into banks,’ ” Fuller said. “I was young. I didn’t get it.”


You Don’t Have To Be Throroughly Despicable To Work For Chuck’s Boots Owner Randy Markel…

Posted in Dino Costa, Hate Fuck Radio, Sports Radio at 6:54 pm by

… but it clearly doesn’t hurt. KFNS’ Dino Costa would have you believe he’s bulletproof. In defending the leap of faith made by boss/benefactor Randy Markel of Chuck’s Boots, Costa points out that Markel previously hired Michael Brown’s shooter, former Ferguson police officer Darren Wilson.

However, at least one media outlet called said gig, “a dead end job” :

“When Daily Mail Online visited a pile of Confederate Flag bandanas lay on the counter by the till.”

“Chuck’s Boots owner Randy Markel did not return a message asking for comment.”

So all things considered, I do sorta see where Dino’s coming from. If Markel suffered little or no embarrassment from being associated with Darren Wilson (or selling Confederate paraphernalia), what possible harm can come from Costa preaching to a couple of hundred simpletons at 6am in the nation’s 21st media market?

That’s why it’s necessary for Bonkers to troll the planet with predictable clickbait like “keep sports radio all-male” (and if Costa is indeed, 590 The Fan’s Program Director, this is essentially an open admission that he’d use gender to determine hiring). He’s well aware that such calculated stunts are recirculated via outlets with far greater reach than he or Markel can muster. That somebody out there actually eats this shit up — possibly an parent quick to let their unfortunate kids know that gender determines the full extent of what they can or cannot do in this world — is of zero consequence to Bonkers. However much contempt he has for so-called liberals, he’s also demonstrated zero respect for his dopey acolytes or the unlucky communities he broadcasts to (you’ll note I’ve not said “broadcasts in” because while Screamo is happy to attend St. Louis Blues games, he’s yet to lower himself to actually residing in the town he claims to be saving).

In short, he’s as sickening, duplicitous and cynical a mercenary as you’ll find in media, sports or otherwise. In turn, Randy Markel seems to fancy himself some sort of guardian angel for people who’ve more than earned their pariah status.

More Details About Matt Harvey’s Pissing Problems Than You Were Probably Hoping For

Posted in Baseball, Pissing Problems at 6:13 pm by

As you’ve probably heard else, an overnight health scare of epic proportions for Matt Harvey turned out to be a mere bladder condition caused by the Mets starter’s heroic refusal to use the men’s toilets at Port St. Lucie’s Tradition Field until the state of Florida makes ‘em all gender neutral.  Since Harvey’s a quiet, unassuming guy who shuns the spotlight, Jay Horowitz came up with a crazy story about NYC’s most eligible bachelor simply holding it in too long, and regrettably, the Wall St. Journal’s Andrew Beaton bought it, hook, line and sinker.

“The main issue is I hold my urine in for too long instead of peeing regularly,” said Harvey, adding that he underwent a procedure to ensure everything was clear, and that he will indeed make his scheduled opening-day start in Kansas City.

There are many potential causes for blood in the urine said Dr. Ash Tewari, the Chair of Urology for the Mount Sinai Health System. They can start in many places—the urethra, prostate, bladder and kidneys—and may be triggered by an infection, stones, or in the unlikeliest of cases, some form of cancer.

Infection, said Dr. Tewari, is the most common reason for having a clot. And yes, holding it can be a factor: The longer the urine is in one’s system, the longer bacteria it contains has a chance to infect.

“Think about a pond versus a stream,” Dr. Tewari said. “A stream is less likely to have an infection, but a pond is more likely.”


Derrick Coleman Reacts To Syracuse Making The Final Four : When Whoop De Damn Do Won’t Quite Suffice

Posted in Basketball, College Spurts at 2:42 pm by

Houston We Have A Problem pic.twitter.com/ubYy6vHEGO

— Derrick Coleman (@44TheLegend) March 28, 2016

It’s probably just a matter of my memory being super shitty, but I do not recall D.C. being nearly this excited by any of his own victories as a professional.


There’s One Member Of The Basketball Hall Of Fame Who Speak WIth Authority About Flesh-Eating Low End

Posted in Basketball, Sports Journalism at 11:16 pm by

I’d like to presume this blog’s readership requires little introduction to Bill Walton, certainly one of the most dominant college basketball players in the game’s history, and an at times polarizing figure in post-Watergate America whose injury-plagued NBA tenure is agonizing to recount. In Sunday’s New York Times Magazine, Sam Anderson takes the occasion of the publication of Walton’s “Back From the Dead: Searching for the Sound, Shining the Light and Throwing It Down” to quiz the self-proclaimed “most-injured athlete in the history of sports” on a variety of topics. For those who’ve followed Walton on and off-the-court, it will come as no surprise that the Grateful Dead figure strongly in Anderson’s excellent article.

Walton and I spent much of our time together in his car, listening to the Grateful Dead on our way to and from San Diego’s most scenic vistas. Walton knew every song that came on. Several times, he got excited because the music seemed to be speaking directly to us. Once, for instance, when we were talking about Larry Bird, the Dead sang the words “leader of the band,” and Walton said: “See, that’s exactly what Larry was: the leader of the band.” It became increasingly clear that the Grateful Dead was an omnipresent scripture rolling through Walton’s mind.

On our second morning together, driving downtown, Walton and I hit a particularly good patch of Dead. The jam grew and broke into multiple subjams, which wove themselves back together into something bigger and then bounced around. This made Walton genuinely happy. He turned the volume up, then turned it up some more, until the music was the only thing in the car. Even when we reached our destination, when Walton pulled to the curb and the valet-parking attendant came over to take the keys, Walton couldn’t bring himself to leave: The flow was too strong. Interrupting it would have been sacrilege, so he waved the parking attendant away and turned the music up even louder.

Walton and I sat there for several minutes, not moving, at the curb, inside the music. Occasionally, he would shout out some ecstatic explication —“That’s Phil Lesh on the bass, laying down that flesh-eating low end.” Or: “This is from 1968, before the band really even knew what it could do.” Hearing this song first thing in the morning, Walton decided, was a good omen. We would have a lucky day.


With Apologies To Genius.com, Let’s Annotate Jay Mariotti’s Final Examiner Column

Posted in Basketball at 7:33 pm by

Former Chicago Tribune / ESPN / AOL Fanhouse columnist Jay Mariotti lasted an entire year at the San Francisco Examiner, and while I neither have the time or stomach to calculate exactly how many times he mentioned eating dim sum with Anthony Kiedis, I can say that portions of last Monday’s (ahem) think-piece on the Golden State Warriors’ historic run were right up there some of Mariotti’s most ridiculed works.

Millennials live in the now. They don’t want to hear about tomorrow because they realize today is tenuous, having grown up when planes were crashing into the World Trade Center and social media began to sabotage lives.

Yes, you know, social media, where people circulate stories about sportswriters beating up their girlfriends and pleading guilty. Total life-destroying stuff.

What’s endearing about the Warriors is how they don’t hide their desire to establish history, yet do so in a way that doesn’t create resentment among opponents or the nation’s sports fans.

Yes, Spurs fans LOVE the Warriors. Not only are they rooting for Golden State to set the record, they’re praying San Antonio is victim no. 72! Such is the universal affection for all things Stef Curry!

In the algorithmic extravagaza known as Nate Silver’s FiveThirtyEight site, the latest postseason forecast came out Monday. The Warriors were given a 36 percent chance to win the NBA title. The Spurs were given a 37 percent chance.

There is always a doubter to quiet.

When you’ve hung with Anthony Kiedis and signed autographs for half of the fucking L.A.P.D. (who know a thing or two about famous men being set up), you can prognosticate all you want. Until then, well, SUCK IT NERD(S).


Bust Of The Millenium : It’s All Larry Brown’s Fault

Posted in Basketball at 9:22 pm by

OK, that’s not exactly what 2003 no. 2 overall pick Darko Milicic — last seen in this space making his sport of the future debut — had to say about a peripatetic, underachieving NBA career highlighted by being super-glued to the Pistons bench. With comments culled from Blic by Hoops Hype, Darko insists, “I don’t miss basketball. I live very well, thank God.”

“I thought as a kid that talent was God-given, but it’s not. God gives you talent and you should use that talent with the real meaning of that word. I was stubborn. Maybe being young had something to do with it. There was option then of going to the NBA or staying in Serbia because Hemofarm knew that if I went to NBA they would get more money than they would get if I went to some European club. Here you had poverty and money was there.”

“Their system is cruel and I don’t like it. If a young player doesn’t succeed, they don’t look after him. That sucks. You have players who are first or second in the draft that get a chance to play. I didnt get the chance. LBJ is a killer now, but he did get a chance in his first year, he could shoot from the stands if he wanted. I barely got the chance. I had that situation in Orlando where if I shoot from perimeter, my coach Hill would yell, “Pass to Howard.” In Detroit nothing went right. Larry Brown always told me to go near the basket. They offered me a $40 million, four-year contract in Orlando, and then their manager blows it off, out of nowehere. My manager told me he would deal with it. I said OK, but just not Memphis. Anywhere but there. And, of course, I went to Memphis. Then I got injured, didn’t play much.

“I can’t play with American players. They only talked about who dunked on whom, who crossed over whom. I was weird to them because I didn’t think that way.”


Two Years After The 2014 NFL Draft, Why Is Dino Costa’s Radio Station Obsessed With Discrediting Michael Sam?

Posted in Sports Radio at 6:41 pm by

>Considering that St. Louis no longer has an NFL franchise and we’re in the middle of spring training, March Madness, etc., right about now would seem a rather unusual time for the city’s 590 The Fan to fill the airwaves with discussion of the 2014 NFL Draft. But when you consider that KFNS’ newly ensconced program director, Dino Costa, has already gone on record expressing his dismay at having to witness former Missouri DT Michael Sam showing affection towards another man, a clearer picture emerges of the former’s agenda.

On Wednesday, Costa colleague Howard Blazer (above), citing imaginary unnamed sources, claimed the Rams only selected Sam in the seventh round as a payback to a public relations-minded NFL, in exchange for avoiding the subsequent training camp being documented by HBO’s pile-o’-distractions, “Hard Knocks”. Never mind that Sam’s only NFL training camp would’ve awfully tough for the premium cable channel to resist, Rams head coach Jeff Fisher insists that Blazer is, well, totally full of shit. The Los Angeles Times’ Gary Klein transcribes Fisher’s comments from Thursday morning’s “Mike & Mike” program (ESPN Radio) :

Fisher said the report regarding Sam was “absolutely absurd.”
“It’s 100% incorrect,” Fisher said. “I was really taken aback by those comments. It’s insulting, from my standpoint, as it relates to Michael.

“We had three seventh-round picks. We drafted Michael, he was the best player on the board. Who in their right mind would think that you give up a draft choice to avoid doing something like that, something that I think that would benefit the organization?”

The Rams cut Sam, who signed with the Montreal Alouettes of the Canadian Football League. He left the team in 2015 for personal reasons.

“Michael worked so hard,” Fisher said. “He was the best player on the board.

“He worked so hard to try to make this football team. Obviously, we had a good defensive line. But really not fair to Michael because of all the hard work he put in as well.”


It Took Some Doing, But A Worse M.C. Than Chet Haze Has Finally Been Identifed

Posted in Hip Hop at 6:12 pm by

OK, the views expressed by one M.H. Wiebe are without question, as reprehensible as her (ahem) unique brand of delivery. On the bright side, however, there’s finally a rapper that Dino Costa can really get behind.

Feren Waves Bye Bye To Toronto’s Foremost Chris Farley Tribute Act

Posted in non-sporting journalism, politics at 6:06 pm by

Though regarded by some portion of US media and public alike as a reliable/easy source of mirth, life as an actual constituent of former Toronto Mayor / crack cocaine enthusiast Rob Ford (above, left) was something less than a laff riot writes Haemorrhage Music’s Richard Feren. Ford, who died from cancer Tuesday, was “a disastrous mayor, but also a liar, a bully, an abuser, and an all-around horrible person,” writes Feren. But at least he was a man of the people!

Ford doesn’t deserve our compassion because he refused to ever learn from his wrongdoing, instead blaming everyone else, and because he showed so little compassion for anyone who didn’t belong to his small coterie of supporters. Everyone else was a target for his intolerant wrath: people who lived in the old city of Toronto, bicyclists (whom he blamed entirely for their own traffic fatalities), journalists, members of unions, homosexuals, civil servants, police chiefs… and all substance abusers other than himself. He once publicly proclaimed that crack smokers should be jailed, and even as his own drug-abuse scandal unfolded he railed against a proposal for safe-injection sites, which he claimed, without irony, would “set a bad example”.

Ten years ago, when he was a city councillor, a drunken Rob Ford caused such a disturbance at a Maple Leafs game that he had to be removed by security. A couple visiting from out of town received the brunt of his abuse, as he shrieked things like “How would you like your little wife to be raped and shot in Iran?” to them. While he could be forgiven for this misbehaviour (after all, he’s not the first person to be an obnoxious drunk at a sporting event), what he did next cannot be forgiven. Two days after the game, he was confronted by National Post reporters who’d gotten wind of this incident when they learned of a complaint filed by that visiting couple to the city clerk. Ford, presumably not drunk at the time, insisted to the media that it wasn’t him, he wasn’t even at that game, and that the couple must be lying. The following day, he reluctantly admitted the truth, but a pattern was established that he would repeatedly follow for the rest of his life: when caught doing something wrong, he would first deny it, and call his accusers liars, until his own lie could no longer be sustained, at which point he would begrudgingly own up to his own actions, while lashing out at anyone who mentioned it. This despicable modus operandi would be repeated on the 2010 campaign trail, when he denied that he’d ever been charged with drug possession in a 1999 Florida drunk-driving incident, and most famously when he denied for six whole months that he’d been caught on video smoking crack with violent street-gang members. For those six months, Ford continually accused reporters who’d seen the video of lying, until eventually when the police recovered the video, he finally admitted to smoking crack, and claimed that his six months of lying was the fault of reporters who “hadn’t asked the right question”.

One of Ford’s most jarring hypocrisies, given his condition, was his rejection of public healthcare: “I don’t believe in all this public-funded healthcare,” he said. “If you want healthcare, you pay for it.” To my knowledge, Ford never publicly revised his stand on this issue, and there’s been no hint that the Ford family intends to repay taxpayers for the costs of his medical treatment. This, above all, really sums up who Rob Ford truly was: a spoiled rich guy who rejected public healthcare until he needed it himself, while still wanting to deny that same treatment to other cancer victims. Let that be his epitaph.

The Five Foot Assassin Tribute You Weren’t Expecting

Posted in Hip Hop at 3:24 pm by

I’m not wearing a hat, but I were, I’d tip it in the direction of WSB (Atlanta) traffic reporter Mark Arum who chose a unique manner in which to mark the passing of A Tribe Called Quest’s Malik Isaac Taylor aka Phife Dawg.


Imagining A Universe In Which Donald Trump Manages Sumner Crane

Posted in politics, record collector disease at 4:48 pm by

HIATT : You’ve said, “In the good old days, he would have been ripped out of his seat so fast, you wouldn’t believe it.” Isn’t that condoning violence?

TRUMP: No, because what I am referring to is, we’ve had some very bad people come in. We had one guy — and I said it — he had the voice — and this was what I was referring to — and I said, “Boy, I’d like to smash him.” You know, I said that. I’d like to punch him. This guy was unbelievably loud. He had a voice like Pavarotti. I said if I was his manager I would have made a lot of money for him, because he had the best voice. I mean, the guy was unbelievable, how loud he was. – Washington Post, March 22, 2016


Dallas Scribe : Costa’s A Disgrace To His Gender

Posted in Dino Costa, Sports Radio at 10:34 pm by

The brand of trolling typified by Dino Costa’s new morning show on St. Louis’ 590 The Fan will generate few headlines simply because hardly anyone’s listening, though full credit to the neanderthal host, statements like Monday’s claim that Caitlyn Jenner “is a man that likes to play dress-up,” are a rather desperate cry for attention. A slightly more efficient means, given the ease with which comments can be recirculated is Costa’s on again / off again Twitter account, which earlier today featured the astonishing declaration, “women have no place in the world of legitimate sports talk radio. No sexism, simply fact. Well aware that this version of yelling “fire me” in a crowded theater would generate more coverage than anything he’s done since, well, getting called out for plagiarizing actual sports journalists, Bonkers From Yonkers followed up with, “I’m still awaiting the list of women sports talkers across America who are driving revenue and ratings at an astounding clip.” Costa had better hope there are other barometers for legitimacy than driving revenue and ratings because there’s zero evidence he’s generated either during his trash fire of a radio career.

Writing for Dallas’ WFAA.com, Andrew Tobolowsky considers Costa’s commentary and replies, “all sexism is done by people who believe they’re only telling the truth. That’s what makes them sexists.”

You know what actually has no place in legitimate sports radio? Or the locker room? Or in America more generally? Anything that makes it harder to be women. Anything. I’m owning my privilege here, I’m a feminist but not a woman, no one’s asked me to speak for them, and god knows women don’t need my defense. I’m speaking because I’m mad, and only because I’m mad. But if you’re like me and you’ve spent the last few years watching street harassment videos and shockingly belligerent snaps from dating apps go viral you hopefully have no choice but to realize that sexism is a sickness that is deep in America’s soul, and all that’s special about Dino is he was dumb enough to say it out loud, without coding it first.

For sexists like you, you think there’s just something women could never understand about male sports and let me tell you I know exactly why you wish that were true. Women in sports are smarter than you, Dino, although from over here that doesn’t look that hard. They’re tougher than you because they’ve had to put up with you and people like you for a very long time. And if there’s any justice in the world, a woman will take your job real soon. There’s no place in this world, this America, for Boys’ Clubs, and the most important reason that’s true is because only little boys want to belong to them.

It’s A Whole New Look For Gawker Media’s Wiki Entry (Brother)

Posted in non-sporting journalism, Professional Wrestling at 4:19 pm by

No positions for Knobbs and Sags? There’s no loyalty left in the business (brother).


Indian Wells CEO To WTA : Get On Your Knees And Thank The Men

Posted in not just a piece of meat, Tennis at 9:44 pm by

“No, I think the WTA – you know, in my next life when I come back I want to be someone in the WTA, (Laughter because they ride on the coattails of the men. They don’t make any decisions and they are lucky. They are very, very lucky.

“If I was a lady player, I’d go own every night on my knees and thank god that Roger Federer and Rafa Nadal were born, because they have carried this sport. They really have.”

The above quotes come courtesy Indian Wells CEO Raymond Moore who for reasons only known to himself, chose the morning of the BNP Paribas Open final between Serena Williams and Victoria Arazenka to suggest (among other things) that the women’s tour has a number of (physically) “attractive” players. While campaigning for Moore’s resignation, Forbes’ Patrick Rishe asks, “I wonder if any of the young whippersnappers at MIT have come up with a formula to quantify stupidity?”

First of all, for a variety of reasons, women’s tennis is every bit as popular as men’s tennis…and has been for a long time. Has Mr. Moore attended any of the major events in recent years? Or how about the last two decades?

Second, how out-of-touch (or at least temporarily careless) can a guy be when he makes gender sensitive comments as the leader of any organization…let alone the leader of a tennis event.

Third, let’s talk about the timing of these comments. To make these comments on the morning of the women’s finals is insensitive enough. But to make matters worse, you say it when Serena Williams – who had not participated at this particular venue for several years and surely helped sell tickets to this year’s event – is one of the contestants in the finals.


Slaten On Dino Costa : I’m Forced To Work Alongside A Psychopath

Posted in Sports Radio at 8:28 pm by

Dino Costa’s first week on the air at St. Louis’ KFNS was marked to some degree by the growing feud between himself and the station’s incumbent afternoon host, Kevin Slaten. After a testy exhange between the pair on March 11, the St. Louis Post-Dispatch’s Dan Casesar reports both broadcasters have been ordered by station owner Randy “Money” Markel to cease the bickering, but not before Costa, as unimaginative a misogynist as you’ll find, wondered, “since when has this alleged king turned into the queen of St. Louis radio?…if he left our station tomorrow, there’s not a station in this market that would pay him to be on their airwaves.” That’s a funny position to take given there’s zero evidence Costa has generated ratings anywhere or that any of his whistle stops across the radio landscape have suffered even the slightest dip in advertising revenue after his termination. Or as Slaten puts it, “I’ll put my W-2s up against his any time of the day…unlike Donald Trump, I’ll show mine.”

“If I couldn’t get hired in this town, how come I’ve been hired everywhere I’ve wanted to be hired?”, Slaten said. “I don’t come into a strange town and attack teammates. He does. I don’t come into a town trying to destroy what people have built up. He does. I don’t get into his sandbox and play juvenile games. He does. Anytime he wants to take me on, try it again. I guess if you didn’t learn your lesson the first time, there’s always a second time.”

“He somehow thinks it’s good radio if he attacks me. It’s not good radio, it never has been to attack people you work with. It’s juvenile radio, and that’s the tactic people use who have no talent. … He’s a psycho.”


Michael Sheppard, RIP

Posted in record collector disease at 7:31 pm by

Been thinking today about the passing of Mad Deadly Worldwide Communist Gangster Computer God / Transparency / Iridescence Records‘ Michael Sheppard and how his fantastic musical taste would’ve been thoroughly out of step with any incarnation of SXSW (and his somewhat loose grasp of commercial realties a incredible low-tech precursor to the contemporary scam action being unveiled all over Austin at this very moment). Many who did business with Michael were mega-exasperated more than once, but credit where du(d)e : he was running into credit rating hell slapping out records by Half Japanese, Sonic Youth, Christmas, Savage Republic, Keith Levene and Phil Milstein back when today’s reigning A&R bozos were trying to pass off shit like Broken Homes as “alternative” music.

I don’t know if it’s true that he really tried to bootleg the Kathy McGinty CD, but that only adds to the legend. I don’t believe in an afterlife but if I did, I’d reckon there’d be a place somewhere where other residents of the-great-beyond were getting their ears talked off about some of history’s greatest recorded arts.


Villager To Town Council : Please Erect An Ugly Statue Hornoring Portsmouth, NH’s Second Most Important Musical Exponent…

Posted in History's Not Happening, record collector disease, Tourism at 9:34 pm by

…the Bruisers, of course, being the first. Via Change.org, Brian Kelly takes issue with the fact, “there is currently no statue of Portsmouth native Ronnie James Dio, paragon of Rock and Roll, anywhere in Portsmouth.”

Ronnie James Dio is a hero and a champion of art and deserves to be memorialized forever on his native soil. This petition is to help bring a statue, bust or memorial of Ronnie James Dio (born Ronald James Padavona; July 10, 1942 – May 16, 2010) to an agreed upon location in Prescott Park the South End of Portsmouth, NH

Dio was a musician that had, and still has, a great influence on many in the music industry. There are currently other towns and cities with Dio’s likeness, but at this time, his birthplace has nothing. Mr. Dio sold over 47 million albums in his life and is still selling today. He was a heavy hitter in bands like Elf, Rainbow, Dio, Black Sabbath and more. His contributions are undeniable. We have to do something.

This petition will help gauge and demonstrate interest in a tribute we can all agree upon. The tribute itself will be crowd or city funded (through provisions set aside in Portsmouth to pay for artistic installations) and multiple designs will be presented before asking for approval. We truly hope the city of Portsmouth will help us find the right tribute to one of the most influential musicians of our time.

We would love to see him him to be depicted as he was in the video for “Holy Diver}, sword in hand, ready to fight for the Arts and what is right. We understand this might not coincide with the wishes of all, so we will of course work with the estate of Mr. Dio to determine how they would like him depicted.


@torontohooligan : I’m No Violent Kook (But Pay Jose Anyway)

Posted in Baseball, twitter twatter at 4:14 pm by

So it seems Dino Costa is far from alone when it comes to using social media to issue wild threats ; the CBC reports Jays fan Nicholas Kharshoum, 24, of Kitchener, Ontario, received a home visit from the local mounties after threatening to throw a a statue of Ted Rogers into Lake Ontario if Toronto fails to extend Jose Bautista’s contract.

Kharshoum, who was dressed in sweatpants and watching an English soccer match in the basement, said he was surprised to see police officers at his door. When they told him they were there because of his tweet threatening the Rogers Centre statue, Kharshoum said he immediately rolled his eyes.

On Feb. 22, Karshoum, who goes by @Torontohooligan on Twitter, posted: “F**king pay the man or I’m throwing the Ted Rogers statue in the harbour you pieces of s**t.”

The tweet linked to a video of Bautista — who is seeking a new multi-million dollar deal before his contract with the Rogers-owned Blue Jays ends at the end of this season — saying he felt he’d given the Blue Jays a “hometown discount” already.

“I know that I said something dumb, and it is not the only dumb thing I’ve said on the internet,” he admits, bringing up another recent post where he suggested a soccer analyst should jump in front of a train — an exaggeration he doesn’t really believe in.


Couch Slouch On CBS’ Selection Sunday : I’d Sooner Watch Soccer

Posted in Basketball, College Spurts, Sports Journalism at 3:24 pm by

OK, that’s not exactly what syndicated scribe Norman Chad had to say about yesterday’s horror show on CBS, but y’know, close enough. Of college hoops in general, Chad declares, “they just round up the usual suspects every year…the game is rotten at its core; it’s only cheating if you get caught, and if you get caught, you’re only liable if you’re losing.”

I wouldn’t watch it even if Chris Rock were hosting; besides, it’s about as rigged as the Oscars. What, I need to room with Jay Bilas to know that Kansas and North Carolina are going to be No. 1 seeds?

Plus, back in the day, we’d get the entire bracket in 30 minutes on CBS – it was the most efficient half-hour on television. Now, the whole shebang has bloated to 120 minutes. Hey, I’m not sitting there for two hours to see what the 8-9 matchup in the Southeast Regional is unless they throw in a good cassoulet recipe and El Chapo makes a surprise appearance on set.

(Column Intermission: We now present our annual literary excerpt from serial author John Feinstein, who has cleared more forests with more bad prose than any scribe in America. In his latest college basketball tome, “The Legends Club,” he writes, “Elephants – and coaches – never forget.” Here it is again in case you missed it the first time: “Elephants – and coaches – never forget.” Available in bookstores everywhere!)

Dino Costa Castigator : Bonkers Radio Host Threatened My Life

Posted in Dino Costa, Hate Fuck Radio, Sports Radio at 1:15 pm by

Former Sirius/XM host Dino Costa has been a frequent subject of criticism in this space, and given his myriad transgressions over the years, it will surprise few to learn that he once again, finds himself struggling with scrutiny. Costa, whose career highlights have included calling the transgendered “it” (just this past month, he referred to Caitlyn Jenner as “a man who likes to dress as a woman”), questioning Barack Obama’s nationality, sounding a Truther alarm about the Boston Marathon bombings within hours of the event, a fake Twitter follower scandal that was roundly mocked by listeners and Sirius colleagues alike, a plagiarism scandal that was mocked by everyone else, losing his online venture’s sole advertiser within a day of inception, a workplace sexual harassment claim and calling former employer Chris Russo a fag, was recently hired as the new program director and 6-10am host for St. Louis’ KFNS (aka 590 The Fan). The station’s owner, Randy Markel, is the proprietor of cowboy-fetish supplier Chuck’s Boots, an admitted radio industry neophyte who quite possibly hasn’t fully vetted Costa or sought a reference from the last sucker to fully invest in Dino’s brand of hate-fuckery. And with that in mind, neither Markel or Costa’s new pal at the St. Louis Post-Dispatch might be aware that this past Friday night, Dino was accused by one listener of making personal threats.

Those familiar with the tweets of Harold Levenson, aka @cluckman25, know he’s relentless in badgering Costa. Whether that makes him more or less credible, is of course, up to you. The following is an email Q&A conducted over the weekend.

Q: How long have you listening to and/or following Dino Costa?
A : I came across him when he was on SXM, probably the second year he was there.

Q : It’s fair to say that you’ve been a frequent, some might say obsessive baiter of Costa on Twitter. Short of replying and/or blocking you, has Dino have sought you out via email or telephone? Has he ever tried to contact an employer or family member?

A: When Dino was at SXM I started a banter with him on twitter. He ended up blocking me. Several months after he was fired from SXM I got a VM from my friend of 20+ years, Anthony Menicola, who became Dino’s first investor in his online platform. I called them back and had a conversation with Dino. Even though I strongly disagree with Dino on just about anything he says I backed up this project for my friend. Dino unblocked me from twitter. It was during this time that Dino went on one of this twitter rampages against Chris Russo.

I suggested to Anthony that Dino stop trolling Russo as he looked like an amateur. A few hours later on got a DM from Dino stating “GET YOUR DICK OUT OF RUSSO’S MOUTH, GET ON BOARD THIS TRAIN OR GET THE FUCK OFF”.

That was it for me. I am not the type of person who is going to support someone like this even for a good friend. So I started getting on him on twitter.

After his online venture failed he started attacking me. Calling me a raging homosexual (I am straight, not that being gay is a bad thing). He stole Facebook photos of my family and myself and started posting them on Twitter with homophobic insults that are too gross to print. In January 2015 he called my employer to say I was harassing him, which I find ironic since he is such an avid 1st Amendment supporter. My boss laughed at him. He also threatened to call the police. Below is e-mail from Dino from January of this year :

Legal team is next as I explained to your human resources director…my call was one of courtesy as I was doing you a favor. I was instructed by our ownership group to make the initial phone call before determining if legal counsel was needed.

Nobody ‘stole’ pictures, and if they did, we have a pretty stronger case than we ever imagined.

I will be phoning Christine one more time this coming Monday for one other crucial piece of news she needs to be made aware of.

All of your tweets over 9 months, emails, IP address info showing a diabolical obsessiveness, your stalking of me, other fans of my show, their own testimony, all of this is ready for lift off the second you act again.

Your use of your company computer with recorded IP address and the pretty incredible amount of recorded time you have used to be on our website is almost stunning to consider and paints a picture of a pretty maniacal and single minded person.

Your phone call to the Florida radio station, again, recorded, documented paperwork obtained by our legal counsel.

You have harassed and stalked with a criminal intent, if this was on the street you’d be prosecuted, and I would not rule that out at this juncture either.

I’m actually begging you to continue your juvenile conduct.

We indicated we answered you with pictures and comments and dropped to your levels momentarily.

The next move is yours – then our legal counsel will take over.

I’d suggest you continue to send me messages of all kinds like the one you did to get this response. You have been on record for 9 straight months..that won’t be stopping anytime soon.

Your most recent email will be sent to your company…there are now total of 12 other individuals waiting to contact your employer with similar if not exact stories.

Merry Christmas.


Q : Please explain the approximate time and nature of Dino’s comments directed at you on Periscope Friday night.

A: The Periscope transmission was on around 8pm West Coast time so 10pm STL time. Dino was coming back from the Blues game and was Periscoping during his ride back. I was on egging him on a bit, he started going off. For about 10 minutes he was lacing into me calling me a cocksucker. Then went on to say my father was a degenerate pig who did a broke cab driver. Saying my mother was a whore who constantly got fucked at my father’s club (side note : my father owned Plato’s Retreat in the 70’s).

Q : Had you send anything to Dino recently that would’ve provoked a direct threat of violence?

A: After Dino ranted on about my father and mother for 15 minutes on Periscope I said something about his family. He then looked into the phone and said “If I ever meet you I will kill you, and it will be very slow. Blood is my game, I love blood.”

Q : Have you considered contacting law enforcement?

A: I did consider it.

Q : Do you think there’s ever a point where calling out a public figure crosses a line? You’ve certainly done your best to get under Dino’s skin ; most halfway mature/intelligent persons would simply ignore the abuse, but you know he’s got a short temper. Do you take any satisfaction in goading him into what some might consider criminal activity?

There are plenty of instances I believe a person crosses the line. But Dino crosses it every day, he trolls people on Twitter like Peter King, Chris Russo etc. But if someone disagrees with him, he attacks and when he feels attacked, he threatens lawsuits. Its a one way street with Dino. Of course there is satisfaction getting under his skin since it shows how thin skinned he is for an industry that he believes he is the king of

Q :Ideally, what would you like to see happen to Costa?

A: I would like Dino to get professional help.


CSTBracket 2016 – Let’s Put The “X” In Hex Enduction Hour

Posted in Basketball, College Spurts, Internal Affairs at 10:12 pm by

(apologies to both Paul Stanley and Mark E. Smith for the above headline)

Though it trails on the priority list compared to tracking the development of Matt Harvey’s shaving habits and surveying the nation’s litany of angry dudes yelling into microphones, college basketball remains somewhere in the Top 2 of CSTB’s Favorite Exploitative “Amateur” Sporting Endeavors. For the past decade, the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament has provided you, the loyal reader, with an opportunity test your college hoops savvy against myself (ahem) and a veritable all-cast of fantasy sports degenerates, and this year’s competition is no exception.

Though former CSTB contributor David Roth has profited wildly from the demolition of Death By Audio moved upward and onward, I cannot allow this annual tradition to go by the wayside (though it is pretty tempting — I sure as fuck have better things to do, even if most of you don’t). For those bemoaning the crushing loss of daily fantasy games that ran the commercial with the dude in the Patriots throwback rubbing his dopey face like he’s trying to pull the skin away from his useless head, REJOICE, because for the next 3 weeks you again have something to live for. Sure, the stakes aren’t nearly as that Draft Kings garbage, but I can offer the winner a box of 12XU swag and an autographed photo of #4 overall pick in the 2000 draft, Marcus Fizer.* So let the best person of any or all genders be the victor.

(* – still haven’t determined who is autographing the photo, I’ll get back to you about this).

But Really, Where ARE The Girls At Catholic Memorial?

Posted in Basketball, Lower Education at 10:08 pm by

Though apologies have already been offered, there’s still considerable ill-will stemming from a Friday night clash between the basketball squads from Newton North (MA) and Catholic Memorial. The latter is an all-boys institution, which provoked a chant of “where are your girls?” from the host fans. Sadly, visiting supporters responded with their own chant of, “you killed Jesus”. From the Boston Globe’s Evan Allen :

“I found it chilling,” said Newton Superintendent David Fleishman, who arrived at the game, which was held at Newton South High School, about 20 minutes later. Fleishman said he was immediately approached by a visibly upset parent who told him she was shaken. “In my mind, this is incredibly upsetting and troubling, and they have a lot of work to do at Catholic Memorial,” Fleishman said.

Fleishman contacted the Anti-Defamation League about the incident, and said Newton students would discuss it at school on Monday. Newton officials will also discuss the Newton fans’ use of a joking reference to male anatomy, which Fleishman acknowledged could also be offensive.

The president of Catholic Memorial issued a statement Saturday condemning the “abhorrent behavior” of the students and promising to work to end it.


Yet Another Important Message From The Entertainment Arm Of Cumbucket Media : Empty Markets’ “Stainless Steel” Video

Posted in 12XU, Austin, Internal Affairs, record collector disease, Rock Und Roll at 11:13 pm by

Last month, the debut album by Austin’s Empty Markets, ‘Stainless Steel’ (12XU 086-1) was previewed in this space. Led by former Cruddy vocalist/guitarist Drew Schmitz, Empty Markets are unique in that they’re one of the only bands in town who aren’t playing a half dozen times or more during SXSW week ; their only appearance will be this coming Tuesday, March 15 at Hotel Vegas (8:30pm).

The above clip, directed by Schmitz, debuted earlier this week via Noisey. ‘Stainless Steel’ can be preordered here.

How Dare The Chicago P.D. Rough Up Anti-Trump Protesters…

Posted in non-sporting journalism, politics, The Law at 3:45 pm by

…that’s the job of Donald Trump supporters!