I was reading through my RSS feeds today and noticed a tidbit about one of my favorite hotties of all time. That would be none other than Jennifer Love Hewitt.
According to E!Online, the original J-Lo and her fiance Ross McCall became unengaged.
The actress, 29, got engaged to the Band of Brothers star in November 2007 after two years of dating. The pair never set a wedding date—or, if they did, they only spoke of it in hushed tones.
This is where I thought to myself, “I have a chance now right?” I mean we’re both single and she’s before been on my list. At this point, I think it’s either Jennifer Love or Aundrea from Danity Kane. Beyonce is quite untouchable unless I want a cap in my you know what. Too bad Trish is married.
I was going to write a preview for the week 16 game between the 49ers and Rams with help from St. Louis Rams fan Jordan P. Davis (who writes a Rams blog at Ramblings), but decided that with both teams having bad years, it probably wouldn’t be too interesting to read. I decided to think back to the days when this rivalry really meant something. Because of the great 1990s match-ups with the Dallas Cowboys, most people think that the Cowboys are the 49ers biggest rivals. It’s untrue. Their biggest rivals were the Los Angeles Rams, now known as the St. Louis Rams.
You can look all the way back to the 1970s and see that both teams ruled the NFC West. The 49ers were the better team early in the decade while the Rams had the better teams later in the decade. And then starting in 1981, the 49ers ruled the division. But it didn’t mean the Rams weren’t good. In fact, if not for the 49ers dominance, the Rams might’ve been the team playing in the NFC Championship games. They also had their share of superstars and Hall of Famers. Guys like Jackie Slater, Nolan Cromwell, Henry Ellard, the Youngblood brothers, and Vince Ferragamo led some of those really good Rams teams that the 49ers stood in front of. And every 49ers fan remembers Eric Dickerson. I even remember kicker Mike Lansford, more so because of the fact that he kicked barefooted than anything else.
From 1984 through 1989, the Rams won at least 10 games every year but one. In the late 80s, the talk around the NFC West was that the 49ers were too old and the Rams were going to take the mantle. In 1989, the 49ers and Rams met in the NFC Championship. It was Jim Everett versus Joe Montana. The young buck versus the old race horse. The old race horse, along with an intimidating defense, dominated the young buck. There was a point in the game that Everett took a sack in the pocket with no 49ers player within a couple feet of him. They had hit him so much, he expected to be hit again and just went down on his own. He heard those footsteps for the rest of his career.
For the majority of the 90s, the Rams were bad. The 49ers still had winning teams, though they weren’t as dominant as they were in the 80s. But in 1999, Dick Vermeil and Mike Martz turned the offense around with Arena Football League castoff Kurt Warner, Marshall Faulk, Isaac Bruce, and Torry Holt. They were unstoppable. The guard was changed and for three years, the Rams were dominant. They beat the 49ers all six games in those three years, and only a couple of them were even close.
Onto our third winner. One of his two middle name’s is Preysler, and I’m not sure if it’s an ode to Elvis, but it would be a great story if it was. He’s the son of a famous singer whose most popular song was about all the girls he’s loved before, and then did cover of a song that in English, translates to “Kiss Me Much.” What a great man he is.
This young lad recorded several albums in Spanish and earned a decent sized U.S. fanbase while never really recording much music in English. It wasn’t until 1999 that he was truly discovered by America after his song Bailamos was chosen to be on the soundtrack to Will Smith’s terrible movie Wild Wild West.
I doubt many realistic 49ers fans saw them in any other position than where they are right now before the season started. They’re playing the spoiler role. It would’ve been great to see them on the other side, but it hasn’t been that way in a few years. But I also think 49ers fans are at least slightly optimistic to think that their above average play under interim head coach Mike Singletary is a sign of good things to come. Since taking over, Singletary is 3-3, with one of those losses being the absurd loss to Arizona where they were left at the 2 1/2 yard line as the game ended. In two of those three victories, the 49ers beat AFC East teams who circled the 49ers on their schedule as easy wins. And now, they face another AFC East team who just last year was the team that other teams circled as the easy win. The Miami Dolphins are 8-5 and have won six of their last seven games, with the only loss being to the New England Patriots during that stretch. In order to beat Miami, the 49ers need to play smart on offense and stop the big plays on defense. Of course, that sounds easy, but the 49ers have struggled against teams who are creative, yet don’t make many mistakes. Quarterback Chad Pennington has only thrown six interceptions all year long and his game is managing the game and not making mistakes. They also have the solid running back duo of Ricky Williams and Ronnie Brown. Brown has scored more touchdowns, but Williams actually has the better yards per carry average. Basically, the 49ers have their hands full.
I don’t know why I did it that Thanksgiving night. It was a feeling I hadn’t had since about 2001. But I had this urge to buy some shoes. I’ve been buying Jordans since I was about 9 years old when the original Jordans came out. Well, mom and dad got me started. I took a break, but in the late 90s I picked up the hobby again and I went buck wild. I accumulated over about 30 pairs of Jordans over the years, buying 4 or 5 pairs a year. And then I fell out of it again. I’ve bought maybe 2 pairs of Jordans in the last 5 years. But on Thanksgiving, I jumped online at 9PM and plunked down my credit card one more time. They were just so lovely.
However, I might’ve created a monster. Brian and JJ had all the baby Jordans two children could have. JJ saw his box of baby Js the other day and just fell in love with all the shoes. He needed a new pair of shoes so I got him some Jordans. Then Brian needed some shoes for basketball and I bought him some LeBrons. Now all JJ wants to do is go on Niketalk. And he wants to break knecks.
I was texting with Eddy Zucko today about the fight between Manny Pacquiao and Oscar De La Hoya (which I recapped here) and I was telling him about how I needed an Oscar victory because the rest of my sports life absolutely sucks. I told him that the SF Giants were terrible, the 49ers were awful, the Warriors might be the most dysfunctional team in basketball, and that all I had left was Oscar De La Hoya and Hulk Hogan. And then I remembered that my favorite fighter Chuck Liddell got his head knocked off in his most recent fight. Then he texted me back that Hulk Hogan sucked. So really, all I had was Oscar. And Oscar broke my heart. Actually, maybe Manny Pacquaio broke my heart. He sure broke Oscar’s. It was a dismantling.
How many of you can say that you’ve had your picture taken with someone who is on your top ten list? You know who is number 1A on my top ten list. She sits right atop this blog in my banner. She has blond hair. And packs junk in her trunk like she’s moving across town. Well, you can’t see that part. But there’s someone in that top ten list of mine that I recently took a picture with. Let me explain it a bit.
I was out at a Strikeforce show with my buddy Cactus Jim and his girlfriend Jan. Jan had the hookup and we had great seats. We were there early so some of the fighters were walking around the arena. Jim pointed at Randy Couture and he was probably less than 15 feet away from us. I’m not usually the star gazing type, but I thought it was cool. I wasn’t going to go shake his hand or chit chat with him. He’s a busy man and it doesn’t change my life any to get some words of wisdom from the man. And this is a guy who I enjoy watching in the cage. And then Jim pointed again and said, “There’s Gina.” And I knew he wasn’t talking about my cousin Gina.
Remember what I just said about star gazing. Well, I kind of broke that rule. But it wasn’t really because she was a star. She’s not really. Not of that magnitude. But she’s hot. I got my camera and blew right past Jim before he even said that he’d take the picture. I composed myself and walked up to Gina Carano and asked if I could get a picture with her. She obliged and that was that. Actually, that wasn’t that. She was far more attractive in person than I could imagine. Just way better looking than I thought. And I thanked her and was ready to walk back up to our seats to see how the picture turned out. She kind of stopped me just to ask me how I was doing. I was kind of surprised because the reason I was ready to jet so quickly is because I imagined she had some place to go. And then she kind of winked at me and I saw a sparkle on her white teeth. And she grabbed my hand, twirled me around, and hugged me deeply. Ok, the story pretty much ended at her asking me how I was doing, but all while she was asking me, that’s what I was picturing.
For some reason, I’ve been just a blogging fiend of late. I’ve been really updating my MMA, pro wrestling, and boxing blog Fight Game Blog and also, my friend Mike’s music site, Sonic Clash. I’ve also been more into reviewing music than I’ve been in probably at least a year. I pretty much stopped reviewing music of late on Epinions, but recently, I have just been in a zone with that stuff. I think it was that damn Beyonce CD which was so terrible on the first two listens. I’ve never been so polarized about an artist before in my life. I think she has a world of talent, but is as dumb as a goat, but yet is as fine as a woman could be. And her music is so average that it makes average subpar. But I guess, if she keeps doing videos like this, I’ll probably forever forgive her no matter what she does (yep, she’s in the top 10). I mostly just put this on mute and enjoy.
To bring this back to the theme, which is being broken hearted, I think this may be the last year where Brian half believes in Santa Claus. He’s pretty sure it’s bogus, but he’s conflicted because he really wants to believe. JJ on the other hand has taken an entirely different approach. Since people around him are questioning Santa, he’s pro-Santa more than ever. He walks around the house with his Santa hat on and even told Carol that if we don’t buy him a laptop for Christmas (expensive taste eh?), then he’ll just leave it Santa’s hands. As a parent, I’m so worried about this. But it’s not like I haven’t been through it before. I think I went an entire year with it figured out but didn’t want to spoil it for my parents because they worked pretty hard at keeping it alive. And then when I told them that I knew, I think I allowed my sister to believe (and Nini!) for another year or two. They’re going to figure it all out and hopefully not be too upset, but for some reason, I’m just really bummed about it. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to watch the Beyonce video again to get in a better mood.
I was reading through my RSS feeds today and noticed a tidbit about one of my favorite hotties of all time. That would be none other than Jennifer Love Hewitt. 
