If you need a little help powering your way through to the end of the week (TGIF!), take some inspiration from this cheerleader who's got so much energy it's a little frightening. First she does a 360-degree-flip slam dunk, and then she continues to cheer! She probably gets into bed at night by somersaulting all the way home from the mall.
Maybe the Super Bowl of ping-pong?
This kid is enjoying the basketball game so much that he turns his cheering into a Gene Kelly movie. I'm surprised he didn't don a top hat, pull out a cane, and take his show onto the basketball court! Then he could've danced all the way to Broadway.
I'm not much of a sports fan, but I do know that hockey is famous for its seemingly acceptable midgame fist fights between opponents. How else to explain that these toddlers playing hockey already seem to know this?
Master Bates here is enjoying this bell-ringing a little too much. We're all cringing on your behalf, happy dude.
I had to listen to this a million times to understand what this sportscaster really meant to say. I think he meant "continued success" and instead, he said "continued good sex." Haha!
Not being a sports fan, and having never been to a basketball game (gasp!), I gather this is a typical half-time performance by a mascot. He's supposed to get some cute kids together, have them do cute things, while he displays some talents beyond being able to endure being in a bird suit for hours. Well, guess what, Mr. Mascot Man?
I'm pretty sure the words unintelligible noises that come out of Bill's mouth would be fair grounds to determine insanity. But it's Bill Cosby, so we'll let it slide.
I don't know football from ping pong, but men with great asses, well, I try to keep up on that news. So when I heard that Missouri Tiger quarterback Chase Daniel ass-essed Texas Longhorn quarterback Colt McCoy's bum and deemed it a fine one, I was all over it. (Granted, it was a "Freudian slip," but you know what they say about that!)
What possesses dudes to take off their clothes, disrupt sporting events (in this case, a cricket match in Edgbaston, Birmingham in Central England), and flash their little willies? There's gotta be a name for this disorder. Any ideas, readers?