Written by SOHH Ballsy
Here’s a pic jacked from Deadspin peep the link.
I never fashion myself to being a genius, but if I’m Stephon’s PR guy, I’m telling him to go about his business, shut his ass up and play the game this year.
Dude’s is in his contract year (of a ridiculous $21 mil on the books) after all! He’s TRYING to prolong his career. The tattoo ain’t going to help you do that, homes. Instead Stephon joins the likes of other weirdos like Lil Wayne, The Game and Mike Tyson, who have ink running all over their faces too. Congrats.
Damn, Stephon … what the f**k was in that drinking water of yours in Coney Island? Out of all the cats I just mentioned – Weezy, Game, Tyson – is Marbury the craziest!?
Moving on, Josh Hamilton of the Texas Rangers put on an unbelievable show in the Home Run Derby last night – knocking out 28 homers – even though he wound up losing. Peep.
But through it all, was I the only one watching him and thinking what the f**k happened to Barry Bonds!? His agent told the AP yesterday that Bonds hasn’t received a single offer from any club. Dude turns 44 (old head) next Thursday. Damn Barry, in high school you was the maan homie … what the f**k happened to you!?
It’s over for you homes. Being blackballed must suck! Where did it go wrong for Bonk’s Adventure, er, Barry Bonds? Holla at me, maaaan!
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