Casually Obsessed

11:57:27 AM EST

Terrell Owens may have 25 million reasons to live (as opposed to Tony Romo, who's probably working with a few less reasons right now), but the star receiver only needs one to fire his publicist Kim Ehteredge -- she was just horrible.

 

 

To jog your memory on Ms. Ehteredge, she was the publicist who was with T.O. when he "accidentally overdosed" on painkillers and called 911, only to later deny in a press conference that she removed pills from his mouth, and said it's ridiculous to think Owens was even trying to kill himself in the first place.

 

Given the crazy situation, things probably wouldn’t have been so bad if in that press conference she had (1) not said the most idiotic statement: "There are 25 million reasons for Terrell to be alive" or (2) actually brushed her hair and looked like she was representing a client who had those so called “25 million reasons” to live.

 

Well, as of last week, that Kim Etheredge has been canned.

 

The two had some harsh words over the last few weeks.  Etheredge didn't want Owens to do a ESPN interview with Michael Irvin, but he did it anyway. She also didn't want a NFL Network interview with T.O. following the Atlanta game, but he did it.

Owens had tuned Etheredge out over the last few months and it all came to a head last week.

Etheredge accepted the firing with dignity but wouldn't talk about it Sunday. T.O. said it was a business decision and nothing personal.

Apparently Ehteredge is cool with other Dallas Cowboys players, so it's quite possible her career won't fly south after T.O.  She might even be able to start a "We Survived T.O." club with Jeff Garcia.

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12:52:50 AM EST

After watching one wacky NFC wild-card game, I just have one question:

 

What the hell just happened?!?!?!

 

                                              Richard Clement, Reuters

 

In case you haven’t heard, the Dallas Cowboys choked (thanks to one Tony Romo) on what would’ve been a game-winning field goal, and the Seattle Seahawks barely escaped with a 21-20 win.

 

And I’m still asking, what the hell just happened?

 

Seriously, did I really just see that?

 

I loved Tony Romo, even after those three ugly losses that finished out the regular season -- I was still a “Romosexual.”

 

Even when those rumors were swirling about him dating Jessica Simpson, who I detest, I was still following Romo-Time.  I just figured the QB was doing his part to help the mentally challenged.

 

I was cool with it.

 

But I don’t even know how to describe the feeling I have for my once-favorite-second-generation-Mexican-American quarterback.

 

Let me recap this horrid moment that has driven me to my current place of “did that really just happen?”

 

After trailing Seattle, 21-20, the Dallas QB had the Boys on the Seahawks’ four-yard line.  Everything was set for Dallas to knock a field goal with 1:19 on the clock and wrap this babyup.  All Romo had to do was catch the snap, line up the laces, and let kicker Martin Gramatica do his thing.

 

That’s all he had to do.

 

That’s not what was done.

 

 Instead Romo botches the snap, scoops up the ball and tries to run for the first down -- and that didn’t work out either.

 

To be fair, Romo almost got the first down.  During his little run, he probably was thinking, “Oh yea, I got this.  In fact, I think I’m gonna take this in for a score” … and then he proceeded to get tripped up.

 

Two things I know for sure: (1) This play will go down in history (2) It’s going to be a lonely, lonely plane ride back to Dallas.

 

I’m sitting way to close to an open window to continue talking about this mess. (I guess that makes three things I know for sure.)

 

It's possible that I still love Tony Romo (deep, deep, deep ... deeper ... down inside), but I don't have to like him right now.

 

Pray for him y’all. Pray for him.

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1:38:19 PM EST

Perhaps in an attempt to deflect attention away from Dennis Green losing his job, Matt Leinart steals the spotlight with reports of a new lady friend -- Britney Spears.

 

                                                                                                                      WireImage.com | Getty Images

 

So if you’re keeping tabs on Leinart’s dating life, you’ll know he’s had sleepovers with Paris Hilton, had a baby with USC basketball player Brynn Cameron, and now he’s ‘cozying up’ with pop’s former teen queen, current crotch flasher.

 

Britney's Vegas stopover followed a spa trip to Scottsdale, Ariz., where she was spied on Dec. 29 at the Jackrabbit Supper Club cozying up to NFL quarterback -- and onetime Paris Hilton plaything -- Matt Leinart.

"They were flirting," a mole tells Us, … "Paris is going to be pissed."

But Hilton, … probably won't be as peeved as basketball player Brynn Cameron, Leinart's sometime squeeze and the mother of his 2-month-old son.

"Brynn is not happy," a snitch tells Us. "But it was a one-time occurrence."

 

Looks like Brynn is settling into her baby momma role, just swell.

 

I don’t want to rain on Matt’s parade, but seriously – don’t you think you’re better than K-Fed’s leftovers?

 

Just a thought.

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1:01:28 PM EST

New details on the tragic death of Broncos cornerback Darrent Williams continue to pop up. 

 

Most recent is the report that Williams' teammate Javon Walker was in the limousine when it was sprayed with bullets and held Williams as he died.

 

                                                                                                                    Deadspin

 

The above photo (via Deadspin) of Javon Walker arriving at Broncos facilities Monday, wearing a shirt with blood spattered across it, appears to confirm those reports.

 

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9:36:00 AM EST
Hearing "One Sweet Day" ~ Mariah Carey ft. Boyz II Men

 

One would think that with each passing year spent on this earth, the concept of death would become easier to understand.

 

But such is not the case for me.

 

 Just when I think I have grasped the concept, one minute you’re here, the next you’re gone, something happens like the death of Broncos' Darrent Williams.

 

A young cornerback who died in the wee hours of  New Year’s Day.

 

He was only 24.

 

It’s the suddenly gone without rhyme or reason part of death that I still have issues understanding.

 

Just hours before he was shot to death in a drive-by shooting, Williams was playing in the Broncos OT loss to the 49ers.

 

Now he’s gone.

 

He was a father of two, who planned to return to his hometown of Fort Worth, Texas in the offseason to talk to kids about violence.

 

Now he’s gone.

 

He was a guy, despite being 5-foot-8 and about 188 pounds (small for the NFL), had a work ethic and bubbly personality big enough to win anybody over.

 

Now he’s gone, forever.

 

I could go on about his football stats and how he was part of the league’s best cornerback tandems with Champ Bailey.

 

Yet, I rather list some links that shed light on who Darrent Williams was on and off the field, a person that the Denver Broncos organization and fans came to love:

 

Preacher Put Williams on Right Path

 

Thoughts From Around the NFL

 

Darrent Williams Background

 

Williams' Mother Searching for Answers

 

Remembering a Shining Light: Darrent Williams

 

Darrent Williams Special Haircut

 

Update: Javon Walker Held Williams as He Died

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2:41:56 PM EST
Hearing Mariah Carey sing the roof off a church in "O Holy Night"

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there ….

 

OK … we’re going to fast forward this story quite a bit.  You know the drill by now: Santa delivers presents all over the world to good little boys and girls, throws down a few cookies along the way, and hollers “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night.”

 

The end.

 

Whew.

 

The big man’s punched out his time card, which means Santa’s officially on break.

 

But as Head Elf-in-Charge, I’ve noticed old St. Nick missed a few of our favorite (and not so favorite) athletes on his list.

 

What do you give the player who seems to have everything?

 

Loads of cash? Check. Magazine covers? Check.  Admiration of millions? Check.  The envy of millions more? Check. Hot ladies throwing themselves left and right? Check. Check.

 

Yikes! Athletes sure have a lot, but we've mangaged to dig up a few items they could really use:

 

 

 

                  Darrell Byers, Fort Worth Star-Telegram/MCT

 

A mirror for Terrell Owens: so he can always be with the one he loves most. After all, you’ve got to learn to love yourself before anyone else can love you … or hate you, or find you truly insufferable. 

 

 

Get-Out-of-Jail-Free Cards for the Bengals: These guys love the judicial system. Their favorite parts seem to be going to jail, being on parole, and awaiting trial (see video above).  No doubt, these cards will come in handy.

Deliverance from Philly for Allen Iverson: Oh, wait -- Christmas came early for the little fella -- he’s a Denver Nugget!  In that case, A.I. will need a guide highlighting the Mile-High nightlife.  Something tells me he’s going to be searching long and hard to find a party in those mountains.

My phone number for Reggie Bush: so the star running back can call me (preferably soon).

 

A TV show for Gilbert Arenas: This man took a shower during halftime with his uniform still on -- if that’s not reality TV worthy, I don’t know what is.

 

A helmet for Ben Roethlisberger: Big Ben has smashed his face into a Chrysler, lost his appendix, suffered huge beatdowns on a weekly basis, and through it all has shown ability to survive-- just about anything.  Still, extra protection couldn't hurt.

 

A PDA for Derek Jeter: so he can keep track of his forever-growing list of lady friends.

 

A match for Vince Young: He can use it to burn his Wonderlic test scores.  How do ya like him now Texans?

 

Unlimited supply of Headbands for Ben Wallace:  so he can bring back the ‘80s in full style.  Don’t let the man keep you down, Ben.

 

And to sports fans everywhere: I give you a very, very, very happy holiday season full of hits, scores, family, friends (including the ones you secretly think are idiots), and high hopes that next year will be the year for your home team.

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1:43:25 PM EST
Hearing A Very 'Special Christmas Box' ... still laughing about this one

Two of my favorite press conference rants of all time, hands down, are Jim Mora's "playoffs" and Allen Iverson's "practice." 

 

Now floating around on YouTube (words cannot describe how much I love/waste my time away on this site) is a video featuring A.I. and Mora having a "conversation." 

Playoffs? Practice? Playoffs! Practice!

 

Can't wait till the first Iverson (as a Nugget) press conference rant. Hopefully, it's only a matter of time. 

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12:58:47 PM EST

How will you ever top that gift next Christmas?

Bonus Video: "Bring It on Over to Homelessville"

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3:56:41 PM EST

So what do you do when the league’s No. 1 scorer Carmelo Anthony is suspended?  If you’re the Denver Nuggets the answer's simple -- you snap up the league’s No. 2 scorer, Allen Iverson.

 

                                                                                                AP

 

According to Philadelphia Inquirer's David Aldridge:

 

Iverson, pending NBA officials' approval, will be traded to the Denver Nuggets for a package including guard Andre Miller, forward Joe Smith and both of Denver's 2007 first-round picks, according to a source with knowledge of the trade talks between the teams.

 

Pour up that eggnog -- It’s going to be a very Merry Christmas in Denver.

 

More details to come.

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6:20:24 PM EST

The NFL has fined Cowboys wide receiver Terrell Owens $35,000 for spitting on Falcons cornerback DeAngelo Hall during Saturday night’s game.

 

 

                                                                                  Rob Carr, AP

 

Hopefully, this will remove some of the bad taste from Hall’s mouth.  After the Falcons-Cowboys matchup the corner told reporters he had lost all respect for T.O.

 

“We were kind of walking face to face, walking back to the huddle, and he just hauled off and spit in my face,” he said.

 

Later on the NFL Network’s post-game show, Owens admitted he did in fact spit on Hall:

 

“I got frustrated and I apologize for that, but it was a situation where he kept bugging me and getting in my face."

 

And here is where my confusion begins.

 

Considering T.O. burned Hall for two TDs, how did the receiver get so frustrated that he felt the need to produce a saliva tap?

 

He kept bugging me and getting in my face.

 

Dear, dear, dear, T.O. -- it's football, not a tea party on grass.

 

There’s going to be a high level of trash talking, perhaps an exchange of slurs, and yes, some in your face moments.

 

Even the "The Golden Girls" got feisty from time to time, especially that Sophia.

 

Since there’s no videotape evidence of T.O. spitting, I have to admit I’m surprised he actually copped to spraying Hall.

 

He simply could’ve played it like Shaggy and said “it wasn’t me.”

 

Or kept it real simple with “spit happens.”

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