This Is A Thing? Really?

The Jesus-looking dude?
Not here. Check below.

Ran across a great story a couple of weeks back where a Jesus-looking dude (J-LD from now on) got tossed out of a darts tournament for looking too much like Jesus thus sending the drunken crowd into a frenzy of chants, taunts and heckling to the point of distracting the professional dart players, Phil "The Power" Taylor and Kim "The Hurricane" Huybrechts. Here are the videos of J-LD getting the boot:

First they sang, "Stand Up If You Love Jesus"

Then to the chants of "Jesus. Jesus. Jesus."
Elvis left the building.

Read the J-LD story here. When we read that the crowd numbered over 4000 it got us wondering what in the Wide, Wide World of Sports was up with professional dart tournaments and what in the hell would possess that many someones to pay good money to watch a couple of fat dudes toss darts. And, holy hell! We found out this darts thing is huge!  HUGE!

Here's Phil "The Power" Taylor's walkon.
Do they also talk sh*t like wrestlers do?
God! We hope so! Though we haven't found any video of it yet.

A modern era record crowd of over 9500 are whipped into a
frenzy at Dublin's O2 Arena at a Premier League of Darts event.

It's like a fu*king WWE event! Dart tournaments + 80oz pitchers of beer = bored drunks and we guess um, fun? It does look like everyone is having a really, really good time and maybe it's not just the beer. So good on them! Next up? The Premier League of JARTS!!!

Beer and large, metal darts!
What could ever go wrong?!

As kids we use to throw them over the house to each other.
You learn fear fast when you see
one of these bastards screaming down at you.

 Maybe that's why they banned them.

You Get To Do This When You Win

Looks fun doesn't it? Just win and you're in!
Hell. You don't even need to win it all.
It seems just your division or league will do.

Small Fat Man...Handcuffed Himself to the Goal

While the staff here at PengoSports were a watching exciting English Premier League Tuesday soccer action on Fox Soccer Channel, Everton hosting Manchester City, just before halftime, to our stunned amazement this wonderful bit of weird happened:

From the Guardian (the best newspaper in the world):

8.42pm: There's a break in play at Goodison Park because a small fat man in a baseball cap has sauntered over to Joe Hart's goal and handcuffed himself to the post. It's been a very long day, but I'm pretty sure I'm not hallucinating. He's got his arms either side of the upright with the bracelets round each wrist.

8.44pm: At Goodison Park, the players are standing around looking bemused as lots of stewards and police try to release the bloke who's handcuffed himself to the post, as he tells them all to eff off! Somebody produces a key or bolt-cutters, the cuffs are removed and he's dragged away.

The half finally came, Everton 0 - Man City 0 - Short Fat Man 1.

UPDATED! Everton wins 1-0. Fat man in hat protests a shi*ty airline:

Story at the Daily Mail

And now, for your pleasure, here's another freak in goal:

Somebody Must Be Drunk.

ESPN is reporting that your Denver Broncos will name 32 year old, New England Patriots' offensive coordinator Josh McDaniels, as the next head coach of the floundering organization.

McDaniels is considered an up and comer in the coaching business, but Broncos fans should be concerned that he is 32, and an offensive coach (it was the defense that sucked ass the last ten years) and comes from the Patriots, a team which has turned out such polished turds like Romeo Crennel, Eric Mangini and the truly fat Charlie Weis. Sh*t. Things look dark for the boys in predominantly orange.

OK Mr. Bowlen, it's your team now. Shananhan overstayed his welcome, and this was your chance to lead the team back to the promised land. With Josh McDaniels as coach I can't see the promised land, just more of the same with a different, yet much younger, leader. Sure hope your right as*hole. And no, you still can't wear your fairy-boy coat until you win another Super Bowl. And stay out of the sun! You look kinda freakish.

Here's hoping they don't become the Browns, or Lions. Sh*t.