Whether you're at the end of your rope or merely the end of your week, welcome to Whitt's End:
UPDATE: I've been saying for months - starting back in October - that Michael Irvin's 103.3 FM ESPN radio show was a dead show talking. Don't look now - um, apparently some folks haven't been paying attention at all - but today it is officially kaput. I hear Ben & Skin - as predicted - are taking over the 11 a.m.-2 p.m. show any minute now.
*Sorry, woman in Florida, not buying it. If you were "raped" by Irvin in a Florida bar, why'd you wait 2 1/2 years to tell somebody or to do something about it?
*So a couple of allegedly drunk chicks saunter out of the stands at American Airlines Center and right into the Portland Trail Blazers huddle the other night during a Mavs game. Owner Mark Cuban's reaction: "Hey, happened at the White House, too." Really? Try this one: You're making out with your girlfriend when your wife walks in. "Hey honey," say with a shrug, "happened at the White House." Think it would fly?
*After saying he would never ever never, now Tom Hicks is indeed considering selling the Dallas Stars. You get the feeling he's going to end up with no teams. Here's hoping he has a shred of credibility left when it's all over.
*Still not exactly what all the ramifications of an uncapped year are going to be, but sure feels like we're headed in that direction. NFLPA executive director DeMaurice Smith says the union and owners are so far apart in contract talks that on a scale of 1-10, the seriousness is a 14. So, what will you do without the NFL in 2011?
*Greggo fans, take note. And maybe heart. Greg Williams will be on John Clay Wolfe's Real Deal Auto Show Saturday morning at its new home, 97.1 The Eagle.
*Hot.
*Not.
*A woman flies her flag upside down in protest of ... something. Who knows? Obviously, not her. She's unhappy with America's debt. But ask her for details of what she wants and I'll betcha she's got nothing more concrete than "we need to take back America!" Yawn.
*If you're bored with The Who at halftime of the Super Bowl, there's always Lingerie Bowl VII. Pay-per-view for only $9.95. Was supposed to feature your Dallas Desire but, oops, seems they lost in the semifinals.
*Sorry, I don't get Zac Brown Band. I'm supposed to - being from Texas and all - but to me it's nothing more than the soundtrack from the annual Whitt Family Reunion down in Blum.
*Saints 33, Colts 31. Nothing to do with destiny or restoration, but more so the fact that New Orleans is a damn good football team. The MVP will be Reggie Bush, not Katrina.
*Tonight I'm gonna try something new. Not a topless bar, but a burlesque show. I'm going with a buddy and we're going in thinking it's going to be hot, pasty, old-timey chicks flirting and teasing and eventually getting naked behind a giant featherfan only to disappear off stage, but I'll let you know.
