Welcome to the NCAA Championship drinking game! We have decided to go Inception on your ass and create a game within a game. Only ours makes the other way more fun to watch. Listen, we all know that girls can’t sit through the first half of anything. And while guys act like they are into it, they really wish you weren’t over making them put up a front. So why not create something to spice things up a little and make it a fun event for everyone to watch? The rules are simple: Every time something listed below happens, you follow the consequences. We thought it would be most fun to go by category. Read more
Layup. Layup. Reverse layup. Set shot. Pump fake, bounce pass, another layup. These are your typical highlights from a women’s basketball game. Oh stop rolling your judgmental eyes at me. You know you are as bored with women’s basketball as I am. I’d rather watch CSPAN, clean my room, cut my grass, read War and Peace, and a plethora of other things. Look, I don’t have any issue with women and sports. I just believe they need some modification to improve viewership. Still rolling your eyes at me? How’s the WNBA doing these days? What’s that, you don’t know when or what channel they play on? What if I offered you $500 if you could name me 10 WNBA players in thirty seconds? Tick, tick, tick. Yeah I failed just as miserably as you. Don’t feel bad, you are in the majority.
My point is not to be an adversary to women and sports. They can do as they damn well please. I just want it to be watchable. Is that too much to ask? I love basketball, good basketball to be more precise. The larger the vested interest, the higher likelihood I am to stay on that channel. I need a reason, and the WNBA offers none. But, I have a plan to help change this conundrum. I’m all for equal rights (pandering to our female audience). Hey, listen I kept catching an elbow from the girlfriend while writing that first paragraph. But I promise I want women to succeed in sports too. Read more
Welcome to The Weekly Review! In today’s day and age, information bombards us at an unhealthy rate. There is seemingly so much to read and consume, and so little time to do it. That’s why at the end of each week, Joseph Williams is prepared to update you on all the best reads from a large variety of sources. Clayton Martin will be following Joseph’s articles with a fun grab bag of entertainment as well. So take a deep breath, relax, and let us do the leg work for you! Read more
IS GASTON A TRUE DISNEY VILLAIN OR IS HE JUST MISUNDERSTOOD?
By Joseph Williams and Seth Wiedemann
Depending on which of us you ask, you’ll get a very different answer to the question of how much of a villain Gaston (from Beauty and the Beast) actually is. To provide some context, the two of us have debated (for many, many, many hours on road trips, at dinners, and any other time a snide, button-pushing comment can open up an all-out debate) how villainous Gaston is for months. It first began when we watched Beauty and the Beast on Blu-Ray. Then, when the movie was re-released in theaters in 3D, we couldn’t resist going to see it and the debate continued.
Spoiler alert: (not concerning the plot of the film… we’re going to assume you’re a good American and have seen it already) We have not come to a compromise or an agreement in any way. That is why we bring the argument to you here on The Wise Guise, to comment and vote in a poll about Gaston’s true nature.
We’ll begin our arguments to you with Seth’s opening argument. We’ll proceed with some past arguments between us, and then we’ll let your voting and comments decide. Odds are though, neither of us will give any ground to the other’s arguments. We’ve happened upon one of the most underrated debates and divides of our time. Read more
This guest post comes from Mary Beth Wilson, a University of Tennessee graduate and Lakeland, FL native. We are glad she could join us to share her unfortunate story of awkwardly being on the Kiss Cam…with her brother. Follow her on Twitter @Wilson_MB!
It happened in January of 2010. I was sitting next to my younger brother, Jeremy, in Thompson Boling Arena at the UT/Vandy basketball game. During an early timeout, Faith Hill’s “This Kiss” started playing, which means one thing at Tennessee games – the kiss cam has begun. After several awkward, forced kisses and the inevitable “awwww’s” at elderly couples who have no problem with public displays of affection, I thought I had seen the last unsuspecting couple on the jumbotron. But then the unthinkable happened. My brother and I were on the kiss cam together.
Sure, the possibility of landing on the kiss cam with my brother had occurred to me before. But here’s the thing: we had (what we thought was) a full-proof system in the unlikely event the kiss cam gods would think to target us. One of us would either a) make a fake phone call (Jeremy’s idea…) or b) go to the concession stand. Words cannot express how badly I wish we had chosen option b. Read more
A WrestleMania XXVIII Preview for the Former Wrestling Fan and a Stroll Down Memory Lane
By Joseph Williams
When I was in middle school, it was right after the Monday Night Wars broke out, with WCW Nitro and Eric Bischoff battling eternal top dogs in ratings and history, WWF (now WWE after the World Wildlife Foundation got all litigation-happy on them) Monday Night Raw led by Vince McMahon (before his wife ran for U.S. Senate). These were the golden days of wrestling. New superstars like Bill Goldberg, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and The Rock were breaking out, taking ratings and popularity to never before seen levels, while legends from the dawn of WWF in the 1980s spread throughout both organizations, rewriting their characters and storylines, mixing with the new guys, and leading the second Golden Age of professional wrestling.
For about two years, I was glued to the old tiny TV in my parents’ room, watching WCW Nitro each week. At the time, I convinced my mom, who was a skeptic, that WCW was the more family friendly of the two shows. I first started watching in Spring 1998 not long after the Wolfpac formed, creating two alliances within the nWo, New World Order. Right after the calendar ticked over into the new millennium, I started barely following wrestling. The last pay-per-view I ever ordered with friends was January 2000’s Souled Out, with a controversial win by controversial wrestler, Chris Benoit. For just under two years, I watched Nitro. I sometimes watched Thunder (usually read recaps online). I read and participated on message boards debating storylines, wrestlers, and spoilers. Three or four times a year, I’d get together with my cousin and some friends to split the cost of buying the pay-per-views, order some pizza and wings, and enjoy a Sunday night of elite pro wrestling. What first hooked me was a free trip for my baseball team to the Saturday morning local wrestling show at NBC News Channel Five’s studios in midtown Memphis. My friends at church had started following WCW and I helped them start an nWo Wolfpac tribute website. We were 11 and 12-year olds, fascinated by this whole new world and the splitting of this thing called a new World order. Read more