An Important Additon

Well sports fans, in my list of hates, you may have thought that I have forgotten about the most hated sports writer out there: Jay Mariotti. It is in fact the exact opposite, I think he is so vile, that this entire column will be about him. It is documented proof that Jay offered stat boy a blow job in order to win an episode of pardon the interruption. Stat boy accepted graciously. I shouldnt of even spoke of these events, but an insider of ESPN let me know the disgusting news. Actually Mariotti recently went under the knife for an angioplasty, probably because hes a fat, homosexual, repulsive daygo who could never find a man good enough to cook for him. Jay waxes his chest with old semen from Woody Paiges loins, and though it takes hours to dry on him, Jay for some unknown reason doesn't seem to mind. If the popular opinion thinks one way, Jay takes his stance on the exact opposite, and he is wrong ninety percent of the time. Hawk Harrelson has Jay's name tattoed on his knuckles, and Jay now refuses to enter the Whitesox clubhouse. Jay was asked to leave a Chicago Cubs post game conference because his vagina smelled worse than fishermans wharf. Grown men fainted, children screamed, and Dusty Baker stabbed himself repeatedly in the face due to the stench, a blessing put on us all. Despite having a smelly vagina, a unibrow, and being the worst columnist ever to stroke a pen (which he fills with the blood from his menstruation cycle) Jay continues to hold a full time job. This outrages me. I hate you Jay Mariotti.