Think you guys will get a kick out of a thing I wrote today on isportacus: 40 Reasons Baseball is Better Than Football. Also, remember that we’re having a launch party/Phils party Sunday night at 6 p.m. We’re gonna show the final 4 innings of last years World Series, then watch Game One of the 2009 season. We’ve got $2 lagers and Bud Lights and Dollar Dogs. We’ll also have baseball trivia, prizes, and much more. It’s gonna be fun. Hope you can join us. Oh, and don’t forget to join us on Streak for the Cash. We just started a whole new game this month.

Last night I asked the question: “Lynard Skynard was named after a guy named Leonard Skinner. Who was Leonard Skinner?” Leonard Skinner (above, in black shirt) was their high school gym teacher in Jacksonville. And, rumor has it, he regularly suspended them for having long hair. Well, Leonard recently retired from teaching, and here’s a write up about him in the Jacksonville paper, including a bit of history of his relationship with the band.

The band named itself in a smart-aleck tribute to the basketball coach and gym teacher at Robert E. Lee High School, the tough guy who sent some of the musicians to the assistant principal’s office because their hair was too long – it touched their collars in the back.

It was apparently a big deal to them. To Skinner, though? Not so much. Even as the band was making it big in the ’70s, he admitted he didn’t recall their names or faces: He remembered the athletes he coached, not the longhairs.

It rankled him then, and it rankles him now, that some say he was too tough on them, or that it was he who kicked Skynyrd out of school. They were breaking the school dress code, after all. And he was just doing his job by sending them to the office – if they were expelled or suspended after they got to the office, it wasn’t his doing.

“It was against the school rules. I don’t particularly like long hair on men, but again, it wasn’t my rule,” he says…Ever since, Leonard Skinner has been tied to the band – and is forever having to take out his billfold to show his ID to people who don’t believe that that’s his real name.

So perhaps he’s warmed up to Lynyrd Skynyrd’s music after all these decades?

“No,” he says flatly, resisting a golden opportunity to play nice. “I don’t. I don’t like rock ‘n’ roll music.”

I was at Penndot today, and I’m glad I went. I’ve been drinking a lot of wine coolers lately, thinking I was completely free from harm. Well, I was wrong. According to this sign at PENNDOT, Wine coolers are a drug. Like heroin or crack. Or Zima.

Thanks to Hot Irish Slut for sending this in (seriously, that was the name on the email that sent this to me.) Dimitri appears at the 11:30 mark, but the whole thing is kind of interesting. If you are going to be in Toronto next weekend, I highly recommend attending Dimitri’s next seminar on April 8th. He is going to teach you where to go to seduce sluts, such as “Stunning Eastern European gold-digging whores that are manipulative, but in turn, easily manipulated themselves (Dimitri The Lover’s motto: “East of the curtain … sex is for certain!”)” And if you missed it the first time, here’s the phone call that made us fall in love with Dimitri. I am also quite proud of the fact that when you google image “Dimitri the Lover” a quizzo team by that name at the Bards shows up on page one.