Uh-Oh….looks like Miley had a bad trip.
If you had a chance to watch the LeBron James vs. the Cleveland Cavaliers last night, you probably noticed the warm welcome the LeBron got from all his fans in Cleveland. Yeah, right. They booed, yelled, had some of the funniest signs I’ve seen, but yet it did nothin’ to shake his performance. Can we give the guy a break? Gathered for your eyes we have some of the welcome home signs and shirts seen last night.
I, too, would be super pissed if my team with lofty expectations was was 9 and 8, I got free back massages every day, I was born a super-human, and made one hundred thousand dollars a day, 365 days a year. Such is the life of LeBron James — and thus arguably justifies his passive/aggressive shoulder bump into Miami Heat head coach, Erik Spoelstra, after sucking it up against Dirk and the Mavs last night.
I suppose it’s pretty cool that an artist that was once only popular on blogs and in urban culture is now getting mass-media attention and mainstream acceptance. It’s also strange to think that generations from now, when our grandchildren are taking Art History classes, they’ll be learning about KAWS and Takashi. And I’ll say to my little ones: “Them artists weren’t shit until I done posted ‘em on SNEAKHYPE. And that’s a true story damnit. Run and tell that homeboy. Now fetch gramps a brewski.”
If you live in Kansas and you are looking for something to do tonight, look no further. Curren$y, BIG K.R.I.T. and Smoke DZA will all be preforming TONIGHT in Lawrence, KS for the Smokers Club Tour. The show is being presented by Crazy Boy Status and sponsored by your favorite website, www.SNEAKHYPE.com, so you already know its going to be a good time. The show will be held in Lawrence, KS at the Bottleneck, doors open at 7, and all ages are welcome. For more information hit up the event page here. And for those of you who aren’t located in Kansas and can’t make it to the show, check out some the videos after the jump and pretend you are.
The-only-skater-that-corporate-America-will-do-business-with-aside-from-Sean-White… Paul Rodriguez hooked up with Mountain Dew and 35 different skate shops across the country to all contribute to the Mountain Dew Green Label Art: (Skate) Shop Series contest. Over a million votes were cast and the winning shop, Street Science (based in St. Tracy, CA) won $10K, got 15 minutes of fame, and their can is going to be used all over the country. Honestly, I think all these cans are ill and they should just produce them all. Granted, my (limited) business sense tells me that the manufacturing costs of setting up 35 different can-prints probably isn’t the most profitable course of action. Regardless, props to Mountain Dew for getting involved with local shops and doing some things against the grain of the aforementioned standard corporate America practices.
Brett Favre is so f*cked. Here’s the skinny: Brett Favre (gramps) used to play for the Jets. This floozy named Jenn Sterger worked for the Jets as an in-house sideline reporter while Brett was there. Brett saw something that he wanted, saw Tiger getting some young-love around the same time, and just couldn’t help himself. So, here’s what Brett did. First, he set up a phony MySpace account and sent her the following messages: Then he dropped his cell digits: Then he tries to use an intermediary to get in touch with her. So around this same time, Jenn Sterger said some dude (who may have worked for the Jets or directly for Favre) approached her asking for her number. Whether it was through this intermediary or not, Brett ended up with Jenn’s number. Once he got her number, it was all down-hill from there for number 4. He left 2 voicemails (which you can clearly tell are Brett) on Sterger’s phone. The voicemails invite Jenn-Jenn to hang out late-night. Then… well then Brett F’d up real bad. He sent her 3 pics of his dick. Apparently he was wearing some Crocs in the pics. What was he thinking!? (…wearing… More →
It seems that everyone is poppin’ bottles in the club these days, myself included. So the only way to separate yourself from the other “ballers” in the VIP is to take it to the next level and only pop bottles of gold-leaf wrapped Moet Champagne. But you better act quick because there are only 1743 bottles (the year it was founded) of the select Moet & Chandon Golden Jeroboam available and word on the street is Jay-Z and Diddy already pre-ordered a 100 bottles each. By the way each bottle cost $1,050 bucks.
Bla bla bla the details. Here’s the skinny: Tila Tequila got naked on stage performing at a concert and upon exposing her voluptuous self, the crowd threw a whole bunch of shit at her and ended up actually hurting her really effin bad. Photos to follow the click. They contain blood. And boobies. No bloody boobies though.