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Hit it wicked ha'd!

Last night I was watching a little bit of Sports Center and Stuart Scott was on—as he usually is Sunday nights now that his Dream Job gig is over until they decide to inflict it upon us again.

(Do you think he cries to himself at night -- "[former Sports Center co-host] Rich [Eisen] is now the identity of the NFL Network and I host a reality TV show on a cable network"? I do.)

Never has one man rode one catch phrase and his perceived "street cred"—most of which is attributed to his blackness—longer than Stu has. I get the feeling that he is trying to create something as enduring as "boo-yeah" without dropping the former from his repertoire. He hasn't come close yet. Using quotes from other sources don't count. Along those lines, last night he worked a Wicked reference into the Cavs highlight, singing no less: "with an assist from James he's gonna be pop-U-lur! He'll be pop-U-lur!"*

But I don't know which is weirder—that he made the reference or that I knew the reference when I heard it.


* hearing Stu Scott warble off key intentionally to a Steven Schwartz tune is intensely traumatic. Avoid doing this yourself at all costs.

Comments

Kid Relish said…
Right on bitch - all of what you said, and also there's something f-ed up with his eyes, one's a different color than the other. Personally, I think he's a warlock or possibly a demon... either way we should tie him to a goal post and burn him.
Zach Pennington said…
Yo, Kid Condiment in the hizzy. What's the 4-11? When you gonna drop your own blog on us and move beyond guesting on Flint's bling-blog?
Kid Relish said…
Well I guess you're just gonna have to spin your Wheels for a Time there dark fella. I've got no plans to be anything like that third person referencing fool, Lati-Bitch. But if I don't comment around on his or his friend's once in a while his feelings get all hurt and he calls me randomly throughout the day.

People who stop b-ing 'cause of the holidays are bitch-lame so gold star stickers to you for pounding steady.

Ratchet set bitch.

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