I know how sorry things must look right now, Jay Mariotti, without any legitimate employment after parting ways with both ESPN and AOL/Fanhouse, but I can assure you, things will get better.
Last week, I was contacted by a public relations firm who wanted to see if I’d be interested in helping Johnsonville Sausage get the word out regarding a new fantasy football-type contest calle
Who says cool things can’t ever happen to lowly sports bloggers?
A couple of days ago, I (with my tongue firmly planted in cheek, of course) took all the credit for the lovely Beatriz Recari qu
While you people out in Internetland waste your time reading drivel like the crap you routinely find on this here blog, those who write the blogs that make the whole world cringe are busy occupying t
You Know Your Blog Has Arrived When You Are Getting Referrers From Sites Dedicated To Bleeding Testicles
It’s been a long, strange trip, true believers, but I am pleased to announce that the Sportress of Blogitude, my little sports blog, has finally made the big time.
Of course, by “Papa,” I mean me and by “Brand New Bag” I mean another weekend editing gig at a prominent sports blog.
That’s right, kids.
And here you thought you were rid of me. I suppose that is what you get for thinking – never a good idea.
Sorry, folks. Old Weed is taking the day off. Call it a mental health day, too-busy-at-work-to-blog day or nursing-a-hangover-after-watching-a-kick-ass-Vikings-game day.
Alright, kiddos and kiddettes, we’ve finally made it. Another week in the books here at the Sportress. Unfortunately, there will be no recap of the week that was for you on this Friday.
As regular readers of the Sportress are painfully aware of by now, I tend to like to poke fun at the Cheerleader of the Week feature over on Extra Mustard (a wonderful site, I might add) on SI.com.
A little too ironic. Yeah I really do think.
Just a quick site note. I’m off to a late start this morning. Like a Japanese tourist hanging out with Kramer, I may have had a little too much saké in the hot tub last night.
SOME years ago – never mind how long precisely – having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on the Internet, I thought I would write a little and see the