Monday was hopping yesterday, so that of course can only mean one thing and one thing only. RAW Night! Yeah! So I'll start with a review of that to bore you all with. It was in Miami, so we knew The Rock would be there in his hometown. He opens the show and does his bit on the mic which is always good. He calls Eugene out to hang with, but he's not there because Evolution is hanging with him today. Orton comes out and gets in Rock's face and they have a nice war of words. Basically the end of the segment, but Orton is getting better and better by the day. Or how about the pregnancy angle we have going? Lita is by far the worst actor maybe on the planet. But she's pregnant and Matt Hardy comes out all excited because it's his kid. Or is it? He gets ready to propose, but finds out the kid may be Kane's. Only in wrestling.. Orton and Batista beat Edge and Jericho. Edge gushes with a cut under his eye. Eugene in the main event again?? Well, this time he battles with our favorite roid freak Triple H. Eugene (the retarded character) was conned by Evolution that they liked him, only for him to get beat down tonight on RAW. Benoit comes to help at the end and madness ensues. No contest on this one, and JR ends the night by screaming.. "Wickedness! That was BEYOND WICKEDNESS!" We definitely need a Best of Jim Ross Screaming DVD.
After RAW, my boys Cork and Spank came over. So at 11:00, we hit up the garage to battle in some night ping pong. Wrestling followed by pong? Does it get any better than that? Yes it does. It's pong with some good rap music blasting in the garage. What CDs did we roll with tonight? We started things out with J-Kwon, which Spank wasn't big on. We needed something more gangsta in us instead of the goofy rap that J-Kwon gives ya. So next we go with some Freeway. You've heard me talk about it before and a CD that I listen to probably as much as any in my collection, Philadelphia Freeway. You need to hit that one up, seriously. Then we go old school with some mean stuff. We put in Geto Boys Greatest Hits followed by Ice Cube's first solo material on Death Certificate when he was fired up at NWA there for a few years. It doesn't get much better than that stuff. Some of today's rap can get old, but the test of time is when you can put in some classic early 90's rap and it's still just as good as evar. Spank took the honors last night and was on his game as he whipped us pretty good. I got in a groove late, but it was too little too soon of time. But being out there late at night playing and having a good time to go with some rap music, winning is secondary.
Speaking on the rap game, an interesting thing developed recently concerning the self proclaimed “King Of The South” T.I. Well, he’s been in jail for those who don’t know that one. Yet, he has a work release where he can still shoot videos and such. He was shooting a video the other day in jail supposedly and while he was doing this, a chick inmate escaped. No link between the two, but since that was going on, they mentioned it. Then they interview T.I. and ask him about getting arrested. He said that other rappers have gotten fame off of being locked up, so if it can boost his sales, he’s all for it. Nice thug answer there. Anyways, another developing situation. While T.I. was in jail, Lil Flip does shows in Hotlanta and busts into T.I. He said it was a publicity stint, which I’m sure it was, but T.I. doesn’t want any part of it. So he goes off on Flip and basically tells him that he started the wrong war. This one should get interesting to say the least. Beef in the Dirty South? Say it ain’t so!
Today is my Mom’s birthday as she hits the big 53. Sunday was Father’s Day, so I’ve had to load up on my parents lately, which is fine by me. I don’t think we’re doing anything special today though. I know I am. At 7:00 on NBATV, it’s the NBA Expansion Draft. What’s this? It’s where the league’s new team, the Charlotte Bobcats, get to pick their dudes from players that went unprotected by other teams in the league. This is basically a warmup for Thursday’s greatest day of the year, the NBA Draft. Weird that I’m excited to watch just one team draft tonight, but that’s what my year revolves around, the NBA. I’ll plan my entire Thursday around just for the draft. I’m thinking of getting a massage scheduled to start off the festivities right.
So last night I went to bed kind of early for me, 5:00. I wake up around 2:00 or so to get thangs started. Real World tonight as we only have 2 weeks left, ugh. That’s going to bring a tear to my eye, but I hope big time drama goes down in those 2 weeks. And I’ll leave you guys hanging out for now. Until next time, as I type this, we’re 2 days, 1 hour, 42 minutes, and 10 seconds away from DRAFT TIME!
And some mean Geto Boys lyrics to leave you all with..
Group: Geto Boys – Song: Damn It Feels Good To Be A Gangsta
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta
A real gangsta-ass nigga plays his cards right
A real gangsta-ass nigga never runs his fuckin mouth
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas don't start fights
And niggas always gotta high cap
Showin' all his boys how he shot em
But real gangsta-ass niggas don't flex much
Cuz real gangsta-ass niggas know they got em
And everythings cool in the mind of a gangsta
Cuz gangsta-ass niggas think deep
Up three-sixty-five a year 24/7
Cuz real gangsta ass niggas don't sleep