A few weeks ago, ESPN talking head and Oklahoma City native Skip Bayless took to Twitter to complain about Thunder point guard Russell Westbrook. The comments were really nothing new or insightful, just the typical “Westbrook’s not a point guard!!!” rhetoric that people say or think or tweet (me included) each time Russ heaves a contested 20-foot jump shot or shoots a wild lay-up while Durant or Harden are wide open for a three.
Then, in what has to be interpreted as an effort to make himself appear more credible to his 500,000 Twitter followers, Skip sent the following “FYIs” about his high school playing days at Northwest Classen High School:
Yep, Skip Bayless was a high school basketball star. Therefore, he’s much more qualified to provide insightful commentary on the Thunder or give LeBron James funny nicknames than you are.
Or is he?
Over the weekend, we acquired through the Ogle Mole network some scans from the 1969 and 1970 Northwest Classen High School Yearbooks. Not coincidentally, that was Skip’s junior and senior year at the once suburban high school. The yearbooks contain team photos, season recaps and even individual player stats for the basketball team. Basically, they let you know if Skip’s claims of high school basketball glory were true and accurate, or if they were just wild lies pulled from the ass of the elder douche bag of annoying sports commentators.
We’ll begin with the 1969 yearbook. That was Skip’s junior year of high school, and the proud moment in his life when he became leader of…the JV team. Here’s a team photo of that JV squad. Skip is highlighted on the top row.
Welcome back to the Friday Mailbag presented by Kaiser’s Bistro. Each Friday we take a look at some reader emails and let our readers vote for their favorite one. Whoever sends in the email that gets the most votes receives a $25 Gift Certificate to Kaiser’s.
Here is last week’s winner:
So the mega millions is at 500 million this friday. What would the lost ogle do if they won? I say build a huge building downtown next to devon tower which looks like james harden’s beard.
Congrats, Max. You won a $25 Gift Certificate to Kaiser’s. Unfortunately, we didn’t win the lottery, so I guess we won’t be able to build a tower that looks like James Harden’s beard. Anyway, here are this week’s emails. Read them below, and if you have a thought, question or rant you’d like to email to us, send it to TheLostOgle@gmail.com.
I have lived in Oklahoma forever and cannot get an answer why we have 3.2 beer. Can you tackle this issue?
Last March we unveiled a field of 68 Oklahoma celebrities, people, places and things that were all vying for the crown of Ogle Madness V Champion. 67 match-ups later and a champion has been determined. Her name is Emily Sutton. Here’s the final bracket. The Ogle Madness V “One Shining Moment” tribute video is after the jump:
On Saturday, Spencer and I took our dear friend Cardboard Jim Traber to the Medieval Fair of Norman. We figured this would be a lot like Cardboard Jim’s other travels. Show up, take pictures and not try to feel too ridiculous carrying around a life-sized cardboard cutout of Regular Jim Traber.
And then it happened.
Just a few minutes after we arrived at the Medieval Fair, and before we could even eat a Turkey leg, drink some Sarsaparilla or even buy Cardboard Jim his jester hat, we spotted a hefty figuring trudging through the food court. He was about 5′ 10,” hefty, and had a greased-down, Barry Melrose-style hair cut. He was being followed by an entourage of woman ranging between the ages of 18 – 50. It was really him. It was Regular Jim Traber.
Without hesitation, we walked towards The Man, The Myth, The Ego and asked if he would like to take a photograph with Cardboard Jim. Perhaps fearing that this may cause the universe to collapse into itself, Regular Jim smiled, slightly raised and waved his left hand like he was telling a waitress he didn’t need any more coffee, and said something to the effect of “No thanks, fellas.” He then continued his march through the food court like nothing happened. Meanwhile, everyone in his family, including the lovely Jules, tried to pick up their jaws from the ground.
Yeah, I guess it was kind of anti-climactic. I figured that if we ever stumbled into Regular Jim at an event that he would chase us around like a Japanese pitcher or man carrying a donut. I didn’t think he’d blow us off like some bum asking for change in Bricktown.
Anyway, running into Cardboard Jim was odd, but it wasn’t the weirdest thing to happen at a place that makes us obscure local social bloggers feel cool and hip. See what we’re talking about and a score of other pictures from Cardboard Jim’s trip to the The Medieval Fair of Norman.
There are bad ideas, and then there are really bad ideas. Today I’d like to focus on the really bad variety. From NewsOK.com:
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