Oh, owange. I am so happy to eat you. You will be sweet and dewicious in Wyan's bewwy. If I didn't eat you, owange, I would want to mawwy you and maybe go see the new Hawwy Pottah movie togevah. You make me so happy, owange. I am sowwy to eat you, but you awa a big yummy owange so I must.
July 31, 2009
Ryan Anderson Confuses Fruit
Oh, owange. I am so happy to eat you. You will be sweet and dewicious in Wyan's bewwy. If I didn't eat you, owange, I would want to mawwy you and maybe go see the new Hawwy Pottah movie togevah. You make me so happy, owange. I am sowwy to eat you, but you awa a big yummy owange so I must.
by Trey at 10:59 AM 0 comments
Labels: fruit, Ryan Anderson, the Magic
July 30, 2009
Luke Ridnour Misses the Point
Mo Williams: This new commercial is going to be insane.
Kevin Durant
: Yeah.Rashard Lewis
: Who else they got comin'?Mo Williams
: I don't know. You know, Kev?Kevin Durant
: No.Rashard Lewis
: I think Iggy coming. And I heard Luke Ridnour was coming, but that can't be true.Kevin Durant
: No.Kevin Durant
: No.Luke Ridnour: Awwww, not again. They said "dress like the early 90s." They specifically said EARLY 90s. Why does this always happen to me?
Williams/Lewis: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
by Trey at 9:10 AM 2 comments
Labels: Andre Iguodala, Kevin Durant, Luke Ridnour, Mo Williams, Rashard Lewis
July 29, 2009
Oil Prospecting with Joakim Noah
by Trey at 10:47 AM 2 comments
Labels: Joakim Noah, the Bulls
July 28, 2009
Performance Enhancers for the Portland Trailblazers
by Trey at 9:17 AM 0 comments
Labels: Brandon Roy, Greg Oden, Jerryd Bayless, Lamarcus Aldridge, Nicolas Batum, the Blazers
July 27, 2009
The Most Boring Player in the NBA
- Every day for lunch eats white bread, hard-boiled eggs, and American cheese.
- Favorite television program: Antique Roadshow
- Favorite actor: Ben Kingsley
- Favorite actress: Angela Landsbury
- Takes lukewarm baths; refuses to use shower.
- Drives a silver1996 Chevrolet Lumina.
- Owns 16 pairs of Champion cotton shorts with pockets (aka "Dad shorts") in various shades of grey, black, and blue.
- Has two dogs, a yellow lab named "Rick" and a beagle named "Tom."
- Favorite color: grey-ish
- Favorite musician: Seals and Croft
- Favorite movie: The Good Shepherd
- Weekends are generally spent doing yardwork, reading the newspaper, and doing yardwork.
- Once took a roadtrip by car to Yellowstone National Park to "see what all the fuss is about." Upon return, declared the park "too sprawly."
- Favorite food: porridge
- Favorite store: Kohl's
- After a night out on the town his rookie year, remarked that clubs are "too loud" and has yet to return.
- Next movie on NetFlix queue: Grey Gardens
- As a child, met Magic Johnson and told his parents he wasn't impressed because he was "too smiley."
by Trey at 9:35 AM 3 comments
Labels: Andre Miller, random facts, the Blazers
July 24, 2009
Weight Loss Solutions for Eddy Curry
Word on the street is that Eddy Curry is trying to get his groove back. Ostensibly, he wants to "be ready" and "resemble a basketball player" and "attract women." But I'm willing to bet he logged on to the information super highway, went to Google, started Googling "eddy curry is awesome" and saw this:
Then he had the sadness and decided, "I should probably stop being as fat as I am. This will cure the sadness." Because I'm trying to diversify Blowtorch Consulting, I'm willing to offer my help in getting Eddy Curry back in shape. Here are some suggestions.
DIET AND EXERCISE
This would probably be my first suggestion. But since it involves eating less and working out more, let's move on.
HAVE A BABY
Just giving birth is an easy way to drop 7-9 pounds, plus Eddy would continue to lose weight while he nursed the baby. Not to mention, he'd also have a new baby that he can enter in to various pageants, even after only two weeks after birth. I assume he would teach his child how to do a backflip, which would be pretty big points in the talent portion.
STAR IN A CHRISTIAN BALE MOVIE
In The Machinist, Christian Bale played a man who is very skinny and also chops another man's arm off in a factory accident. It is legendary how much weight Christian Bale lost for this role (most estimate the amount at a lot), then he put on a bunch of muscles and a very growly voice to be Batman. I would probably tell Eddy to not go "full Bale," or else he'll lose his ability to back flips and/or walk.
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In just 2 weeks, Eddy Curry could change from a very fat black man to a slightly smaller white man. In most circles, this is called "the Eddie Murphy diet" after his preference for playing every character in more and more depressing movies. However, once again I'd worry that he'd stop being able to do backflips.
I'm not saying that these are the only ways to lose weight (also: methamphetamines, illness, surgery), but they are probably the best. In fact, if Eddy were to incorporate the last three in to his current diet (fats) and exercise (none) routine, he'd probably be able to drop at least 15 pounds before the season started. Good luck, Eddy!
by Trey at 9:44 AM 4 comments
Labels: Blowtorch Consulting, Eddy Curry, weight loss
July 23, 2009
Art Review: Being a Kobe Fan
by Trey at 9:13 AM 3 comments
Labels: Art Review, Kobe Bryant, the Lakers
July 22, 2009
What is Toni Kukoc Doing RIGHT NOW?
Hiding
8-1
30-1
by Trey at 10:09 AM 1 comments
Labels: Toni Kukoc
July 21, 2009
Kobe Bryant: Too Concerned with Peace?
- smoking out perps
- stakeouts
- disguise
- fake names
- mirrored aviators
Needless to say, I know what I'm doing. And I think I'm on to something big. Check out these latest photos of "Kobe Bryant," if that's even his real name. They're from his "Asia Tour."
Did you notice it? Probably not, because you haven't taken several correspondence courses on espionage like I have. To your untrained eye, you just see "Kobe Bryant," if that's even his real name. But to my more discouraging eye, I noticed that in EVERY SINGLE PICTURE he is giving a peace sign. Seems fishy.
And check out this one:
By now you know how to look for clues like the peace sign, but did you recognize that there are now TWO peace signs? Don't worry if you didn't, this is advanced sleuthing. Now if those original pictures seemed fishy, then this one seems TWICE as fishy, because there are two peace signs.
Now most amateur detectives, like The Big Lead, would halt their investigation here and libel the suspected parties. But not me. I went deeper. Check this out:
Can you see it? No, not the peace sign. Not the Bro either. The shirt "Kobe," if that's even his real name, is wearing. It's from this year's All Star Game, which was five months ago. So we know that this has been going on a long time.
What's the angle here?What is "Kobe Bryant's," if that's even his real name, plan?
Is he trying to throw people off his scent by constantly preaching peace?
Might he be attempting to overthrow V.A.S.T. through his own shadow company?
Is this "peace sign" really some sort of trigger for his operatives?
I don't know yet. I have to keep digging...without a shovel.
by Trey at 9:17 AM 3 comments
Labels: conspiracy theories, investigation, Kobe Bryant, the Lakers
July 20, 2009
Charlie Villanueva Riche
Toodles!
by Trey at 9:05 AM 1 comments
Labels: Charlie Villanueva, the Pistons
July 17, 2009
I'm Busy
Hey bros. No jokes today, probably, since I won't have too much time to formulate thoughts. I'm officiating a wedding tonight for my best friend, Brian Scalabrine, and I'll be away from the computer for the most part. Love y'all.
by Trey at 9:20 AM 0 comments
Labels: Brian Scalabrine, programming note
July 16, 2009
Henk Norel on Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince
TK: Ricky Rubio?
by Trey at 8:37 AM 0 comments
Labels: Harry Potter, Henk Norel, Ricky Rubio, the Timberwolves
July 14, 2009
Brandon Bass Works Out for the Magic
Lordy, this ball is heavy! I just can't seem to shoot it strong enough. I suppose I'll have to flex to make sure I shoot it the right distance.
Does this look okay Coach Van Gundy? How is my form? Do my arms look alright? I mean, if you want me to, I can flex them a little more. I've seen what you've done for Dwight, so I know that's an option.
Seriously, did you guys put lead in this ball? It is HEAVY. But don't worry, I think I can lift it above my head. Oh, there. There we go. Looking good?
Oh, this is STRENUOUS! I can barely get the ball up this high. Good thing I've been working out this summer or else I wouldn't have this strength! Thanks, creatine powder.
Can someone come over here and feel my biceps to make sure they're moving the right way? I wouldn't want to be wasting your guys' money with bad form. I just really need someone to come and hold on to my biceps. It's for the team.
by Trey at 9:35 AM 0 comments
Labels: Brandon Bass, the Magic
July 13, 2009
RetroTorch: the Dream Team Promotes Contraceptives
by Trey at 9:40 AM 3 comments
Labels: Dream Team, RetroTorch
July 10, 2009
Tony Parker Rides a Scooter
by Trey at 10:10 AM 2 comments
Labels: the Spurs, Tony Parker
July 9, 2009
How to Make Friends in the NBA
Being a professional basketball player can be hard sometimes. Weeks and weeks are spent on the road. There are only eight months each year that millions of people watch you on television. And of course there are gold-diggers, haters, bustas, bammas, suckas, and haterz (way different -- note the Z). If you don't keep your guard up, you can get taken advantage of pretty easily. All these factors considered, it can be hard to make new friends. That's why you see so many players with posses of their old neighborhood pals, many of whom like to shoot guns and do drugs.
But meeting new people and making new friends is an exciting part of life. Every new person you meet could change your life, for better or for worse. For example, one time I met Seal, and ever since then, I've been training my voice so that I could be as great as he is. It's true that not everyone you meet is as awesome as Seal, so that's why The Blowtorch has created this handy guide to making friends, while playing in the NBA.
BROSAfter years of research, I've found these four categories are the best to look for new friends. Your new friends will be happy to be around you, and you'll be happy to not feel like the goofy tall kid in 4th grade. Win-win. Good luck friend finding!The Bro is just a normal person, who thinks it's the best thing in the world to meet a professional athlete. That's why they're so smiley. After you have befriended a Bro, they'll tell all their Bros that they're friends with an NBA player. At first, you'll probably think it's pretty cool, because they seem so chill, but it'll eventually get annoying when they ask you over to their condo and it turns out that there are 80 other people there who want a chance to see you. Not cool, Bro.
IMAGINARY CHARACTERS
You may think that the artificially created "friends" that you have constructed in your superior athlete brain are a nice way to escape the harshness of reality, but when those characters become your reality, things can get pretty freaky. On the other hand, free fries.
ATHLETES
This is probably your best bet. Not only can you and your new athlete friends go to the same clubs because you both have tremendous amounts of money, you also get a complementary Snoop Dogg, because he loves hanging out with athletes. However, you can encounter trouble if your posse and your new friend's posse clash (it's common knowledge that many posses contain haters, bustas, and haterz). Therefore, it's best to stick to partnerships arranged by your publicist. It's not technically friendship, but it's pretty close. Plus they can get you the matching outfits that all true friends wear.
"ACTORS"
Now, a real Actor (capital A) will not want to be friends with a professional athlete. They are far too devoted to their craft of pretending to be other people to lower themselves to befriending someone who plays a game for a living. However, "actors" (typically found in Michael Bay movies or the Disney Channel) will gladly befriend you. It makes them look cool by association. In all honesty, this isn't a bad move, since they have emptied the pockets of the parents of teenagers across the globe, and therefore have the money to kick it "Kade Style" at the hottest clubs. Everyone who mistakenly thinks they are famous, talented, or interesting knows that kicking it "Kade Style" is the best way to kick it.
by Trey at 9:24 AM 2 comments
Labels: bros, celebrities, guides, haters
July 8, 2009
Mike Brown Sons Shaq at a Freestyle Battle
(Shaq drops the microphone and enters the crowd, celebrating his presumed victory.)
(After Shaq has returned to the stage, Mike Brown casually picks up the microphone.)
Call me Meek Mike / Well I guess he's kinda right
by Trey at 10:17 AM 3 comments
Labels: Mike Brown, Shaquille O'neal, the Cavaliers
July 7, 2009
Steve Nash's Identity Crisis
- "I don't care if I win a title."
- "Shaq is such a bro."
- "Can someone bring me some chicken tenders?"
- "I have sadness."
And now that Shaq is gone, Steve is super sad because of the Suns being bad. He doesn't know what to do with his life. I'm not a psychologist, but I'm pretty much a psychiatrist, and I can tell that he's going through a crisis.
Whereas Steve Nash used to be one of the most fun-loving Dudes in the NBA, now he's a confused Dude. He tried setting up his anti-hot dogs coalition, but that failed because people love hot dogs. Now, he's just trying anything to feel alive again.
For instance, he tried modelling:
I understand that he's just trying to find something to do with his time that makes him feel productive, but it's kinda sad. He's not even modelling good clothes, he's modelling things that look like you could buy them at a Goodwill.
And then when his modelling job tanked, Steve started "really getting in to music." He'd wander the streets of New York, coming up with horrible melodies that can't even get made in to songs. Naturally, he started dressing like his favorite Canadian musician, Celine Dion:
That's pretty sad, right? Obviously it is. No one should dress like Celine Dion, including Celine Dion.
So after a failed charity, a failed modelling career, and a failed music career, Steve turned to what any cold-blooded Canadian would: women.
I don't know why he's done it, but I'm guessing it has to do with taking his mind off basketball. It's kind of like in movies about rock stars how they just want to have ladies around so they don't feel so horribly alone.
Oh, Steve. I feel so bad for you. I know I wouldn't want to be a Sun right now either, but you are a basketball player. The soccer thing is cute and all, but you need to be on a hardwood floor, throwing bounce passes. Even if it's to players who aren't as good as you are, and even if you're not as good as you used to be.
by Trey at 9:24 AM 1 comments
Labels: dudes, Steve Nash, the Suns
July 6, 2009
Kinda Worried About Tyler HansBro
Bros. I recently saw a picture of Tyler HansBro, and something is wrong.
If you've seen the 2002 documentary film The Ring then you already know what I'm talking about. Judging by the blurriness on his face, I'd estimate that HansBro has about 4 days to live. It is likely his buddy on the right is already dead (RIP Buddy).
Not cool, Sadako.
In that documentary, the filmmakers go in-depth trying to figure out what exactly happened to the girl that kills everybody in that movie. If you can't remember the sequence of events, here is a quick breakdown:
- Watch a creepy video.
- Face goes blurry.
- Tortured young girl comes and kills you.
Here is a diagram of what happened to the last Teletubby to watch the video.
RIP Teletubby
As you can see, Sadako ate the Teletubby's insides from the inside. It's horrific and I don't want that to happen to Tyler HansBro. Why you ask?
He is best Bro icon to enter the NBA in years.
With the continued irrelevance of Jason KaBrono and the increasing annoyance that is Shaquille Bro'neal, there has to be someone to step in to that void and represent for all the Bros in the world. Tyler HansBro is that Bro.
Besides, who is going to sell those Dockers?
These Dockers aren't going to sell themselves.
That's why it's troubling. We need Bros in the league, just like we need Bros in our blog posts. Without Bros, how would we know who is legit and authentic (i.e Dudes), and who is not legit or authentic (e.g. Bros).
I can only imagine Tyler's face when he saw The Ring.Tyler's face when he saw The Ring
So not only have we lost a marketing superstar, we've also lost the last remaining Bro hope in the NBA. Now, there is no foil for Dudes such as Brad Miller and Greg Oden and Chris Bosh. Dudes need Bros, and Bros need Dudes. This is how the world works.RIP HansBro:"Seems Like a Chill Bro"
by Trey at 9:08 AM 3 comments
Labels: bro vs. dude theory, bros, dudes, Tyler Hansbrough