Here’s a couple of interesting bits fromt he sports world. First an argument that Lance Armstrong is not the greatest athlete of all time. Then the story of former Orioles catcher Rick Dempsey’s Pony League coach, who was robbing banks in each city the team traveled to.

We still need to find a home for Cocoa!!! I am taking this on as my personal mission. She is a wonderful cat, has spent a lot fo her life in cages, and would certainly be appreciative of the opportunity to live out the rest of her life in a great home. Please spread the word!

Today is Estelle Getty’s 82nd birthday. Here is a site that “will allow the series to grow beyond the limitations of a simple 80’s sitcom and eventually establish itself as a vital cornerstone of American culture.”

The Dirty Night Stay Outs, who took a lead into the fourth round at the Good Dog on Thursday before pulling a WTF style collapse, would like to wish everybody a happy holiday! What holiday? Are you serious? Why, it’s Paul Reubens Day, of course!

Happy Birthday Don Knotts! This comic legend turns 81 today!

If anybody scores 100 points or more tonight, I will have all the hair shaved off my head.

Wow. The Champs made themselves known last night. First, one of the Champs showed up at the Bards for the 4th round and got all ten questions right, having just come from winning by himself at Rembrandt’s. Then I received this e-mail from team member Slick Rick: “Johnny, please let it be known that we’re not bad guys. We sincerely wish all the other competitors luck in their quest to finish second. Also, if I wear Armani to the Beat the Champs Spectacular, should I also wear my Quizzo Bowl I medal, or will that clash?”

Stuart Scott, the worst thing to happen to sports dince the designated hitter, turns 40 today. Though I think that Nancy Grace of Court TV is slightly more painful to watch, Stuart tries his hardest every night to outsuck her, trying to take lack of originality to a whole new level. “Cooler than the other side of the pillow?” Yeah, it elicited a chuckle in 1994. Now, having heard it over 300,000 times since then, it makes me want to hammer nails into my eyes. I, like most people, enjoy sports because of the games themselves, not because some idiot is screaming “Holla at a Playa!!!” at the top of his lungs. JGT dream scenario: Ship containing multiple celebrities sinks. The only people to swim to a nearby desert island are Stuart Scott and Karl Rove, where they are stranded together for the rest of their natural lives.

Yo, heading back to the Dark Horse tonight so my team can defend it’s title. If you think you are man or woman enough to take it from us, go right ahead and try. I must warn you. I am very poor sport, whether I win or lose, so be prepared for a decent amount of trash talk. Oh, I’m looking for some good quotes for the site. If you got any good ones, please put them on the message board. Here’s a good one from one of my buddies earlier today: “This weather makes it seem like we’re in Florida. Only without the beaches and the hot babes.”