Well. It’s a blog about sports and pop culture. Indeed. I am as suprised to say it as you are suprised to read it.
But does your more better blog have a guy with tangible game show experience? No? That’s the hook. That’s my in.
And I am rather open about my inherent lameness. So +2 there.
But here’s the thing. Some of us aren’t. Some of us live our lives, all the while blithely aware that the Akili Smith jersey that you willfully bought, or the Ralph Nader that you so willfuly voted for makes you lame.
And then, there are those of us who would love nothing more than to swing our dicks around to knock down tiny trees with them.
Indeed. John Edward has a new contender for the BDIU Trophy.
Colin Cowherd. He’s hip. He’s edgy. He’s Disney’s answer to Carlos Mencia.
But yesterday, instead of material, he decided to take money away from a website. Why? Just because he wanted Little Colin at full attention.
From Every Day Should Be Saturday:
“You and I are straining the system, that what I heard…We occasionally, once a week…we’ll mention a website, our listeners will flee to it, and we’ll shut it down. We feel bad about this, we don’t mean to do it. It usually forces that young guy or young gal to buy more bandwidth and can be expensive. I don’t know that…but wouldn’t it be great if every day we gave out a new, young website and blew it up? If I told my audience every day–just one that’s annoying–and we could give it to them, and our audience would blow it up?
I want everyone to go to it as fast as you possibly can. When I say go, go….it’s three words. THE BIG LEAD dot com. THE. BIG. LEAD. DOT. COM. Go now.”
It’s what is known as a denial of service attack. The douche wanted to flood the network to block service from the website to its intended readers for the express written purpose of being the personification of the patch of skin between the scrotum and the asshole.
And for a website that makes its living on page views, that’s money out of its pocket. Considering its still down as I write this almost 16 hours after the fact, that’s a good deal of money out of its pocket. And unlike every other single sports commentary blog, the Big Lead had been neutral in the subject of ESPN Morning Douchebaggery (Non-Bayless Division).
Yeah. After that, Colin probably went home, took a kids football, had lunchtime sex with his wife, kicked a puppy, and then had three intense closed door production sessions with Little Colin to calm down from the rush he got.
Good Show Fucktard.
Good show.
