Why did I decide to make this list? Why would I rank the 500 best things things you don’t want to hear from me that I’m going to tell you anyway? Well, you probably don’t care, but I’m going to tell you anyway.
You see, I woke up in the middle of the night wondering, “What do people want to know less about me? The details of my bowel movements, or the sexual positions I use to help my wife conceive?” Ever since that happened, I’ve been unable to think about anything else. So I told coaches and GM’s around the league the list wanted to make, and they all thought it was stupid and senseless. So did my editors. And my friends. In fact, it was readily apparent that this would negatively affect both my professional credibility and my relationships with professional contacts. That’s when I knew I had to do it.
What were my criteria? Did I take a scientific approach and use stats to make my case? Did I base it on each topic’s past accomplishments, or its potential for the future? Did I poll other people and use their votes? Kind of! In fact, I took every step to make it as arbitrary as possible, because that way everyone enters into hopelessly boring and pointless conversations about it.
Without further ado, here are the 500 best things you don’t want to hear from me that I’m going to tell you anyway.
1. Last week I let my wife defecate on my chest. It was a pretty intimate moment.
2. I’ll occasionally get coffee from other cafes besides Starbucks, but familiar name brands make me feel safer.
3. I like the Red Sox!
4. During air travel, I break wind as our plane taxis onto the runway. Instant conversation starter.
5. On Monday night I took in a Madonna concert. She may be a controversial performer, but she’s definitely still got it.
6. Tony Romo‘s cock is beautifully curved. Really, it has the size and shape of a jumbo summer sausage.
7. I have this old Underwood typewriter that I keep in the attic. It types in cursive, and the lowercase Q looks enough like a weathered clitoris to give me an erection.
8. Andy Rooney is the sharpest journalist in the country, hands-down.
9. The worst thing about maintaining a healthy diet so I can be less obese? No more deep-fried butter sticks. Heavenly when dipped in mayonnaise.
10. Finally got around to watching Beverly Hills Cop. I can’t say I liked that Axel Foley’s attitude one bit.
11. I had a layover in Omaha on my way out to the Raiders’ training camp. That was where I saw a teenage boy, maybe 14 or 15, wearing an earring! Can you believe it? Where were his parents?
12. Middle-school girls’ softball games can get awfully competitive.
13. I love being a part of the Sunday Night Football crew, but I wish I could get a suit with an elastic waistband.
14. Dippin’ Dots, the ice cream of the future? You better believe it.
15. If you ask me, Lady is the tramp.
16. Kids these days!
17. I didn’t want to ever have to say this, but I think President Bush could have done a better job with the war in Iraq.
18. Sometimes when I’m bored, I like to slap my scrotum repeatedly with a wooden salad spoon. One time, it sounded just like the drum solo from Wipe Out. I wish had that on my iPod.
19. Everyone knows saliva makes a passable personal lubricant, but it’s more effective if you can get some nasal mucus in there.
20. Have you heard about HBO’s show “Real Sex”? It’s wild!
21. Keep an eye on NBC’s documentary series “The Office.” Michael Scott‘s managerial skills tell me he’s going places.
22. Did you know that the Newark Star-Ledger has baseball box scores from West Coast games in its late morning edition? Let’s see the Internet do that.
23. At a recent Josh Groban concert, I saw someone smoking what I believe was a marihuana cigarette. I sent a letter to the Department of Homeland Security. They’ll know what to do.
24. My pick for key fantasy star this week? LaDainian Tomlinson.
25. If I had to choose between eating a pound of your standard brown defecation or a teaspoon of that weird green stuff I get the morning after Indian food and six Sam Adams Winter Ales, I’d have a tough decision on my hands.
26. I think this might really be Brett Favre‘s last year, but you never know. When I talked to him last week, I could see in his soft brown eyes that he just loves playing the game of football.
27. It’s never too early in life to check yourself for testicular cancer.
28. If Barry Bonds actually took steroids, I don’t think his record should count.
29. Who’s got the best condiment bar in the league? I’ll take Heinz Field every time.
30. Am I really the only guy who wishes he could lactate?
31. I wish onions had a juice.
32. I don’t understand why they’re always putting out new editions of the encyclopedia. My 1986 World Book collection stands the test of time.
33. When it comes to linebackers, the best out there are Brian Urlacher, Paul Posluszny, and Chad Greenway. There’s just something about them.
34. Jack Parr could write a joke about zone blocking that would really make you think.
35. I just can’t believe how good U2 is. Every album is better than the last.
36. If you ask me, nothing beats a good wipe with Charmin White Ultra Aloe — the double rolls are a must.
37. I’m not one to speak ill of others, but The Coffee Beanery funds terrorist training camps.
38. Each football season, I make it a personal goal never to defecate during the Giants’ bye week.
39. You have to admire the way the Red Sox have bounced back this season. Anyone else get the feeling that Curt Schilling has taught Josh Beckett something about winning?
40. Have you tried this Marshmellow Fluff? It’s not only delicious, but for my money, it’s a great home remedy for hemorrhoids.
41. The ficus is our greatest potted plant.
42. Sometimes I picture myself on those airline safety pamphlets chasing the other people around the plane with a Swiss Army Knife.
43. Professional wrestling just isn’t believable these days.
44. Aggravating Travel Note of the Week: What’s with all these lady drivers?
45. Thanks to John Derrick of Butte, Montana. You’re right: the reuben at Beth’s Roadside Diner totally gets rid of that semen aftertaste.
46. One of Mike Tyson’s turds got sold for $31 on eBay. I may never have to work again.
47. Why do snack machines sell things for 85 cents? Who carries that kind of change?
48. New favorite iPod feature: shuffle.
49. Paula Cole, I’d like you to meet Tony Romo.
50. I did an interview with an Internet “weblog” called The Big Lead. That fella sure knows his movies!
(There’s the first 50. Let’s hear the other 450 in the comments.)



I once heard that a herbal drink made of hamamelis can cure hemmorhoids. Is this true? Or is there a better alternative? thnx Lisa
That woman is just beauitful, I mean mostly all seems to think she is a fool but that’s just an act, it does require some skills to become one of the most famous people in the world.
Great post! I was really impressed by the quality of the resources. Thank you alot.
Let’s say in four years, when Kobe Bryant is considered one of the 10 best players of all time, he migrates to the Knicks in free agency, and the Knicks play their opening exhibition game at Madison Square Garden against the Wizards. You think there’d be an empty seat in the house? Dream on. That’s what this is. Brett Favre, the legend, playing his first game outside of Green Bay after being the sole focus of the sports world for three weeks. I don’t care if he plays 14 snaps — which he did — or 40. If you’re a real Jets fan, and you’ve got tickets, and you’re not out of town, you’d be there.
The other day as Phil Simms was showing me the proper way to recieve a “Green Tea Bag”, he said he was considering a comeback with all the hoopla Brett Favre was recieving. Apparently he wants to show that his kid isn’t the only one with a rocket arm and a weak spleen stil.
So I said to the guy “Hey, that’s MY anus”.
I think I think that Peyton Manning is a great player who doesn’t get nearly the recognition he deserves
If someone bothered to make them, I would wear sock dickies every day.
I talked a great deal to Peyton Manning the other day. He told me he hasn’t fisted brother Cooper since he was a sophmore at Tennessee. You know what? I believe him.
Appealing to commenters? I demand to know what was done to the real CC.
I like your town. Stayed there many a night while covering the Chiefs in River Falls. And Joe Thomas’ bride is from there. She likes to fish.
[Note: I couldn't think of anything good so I stole a few lines from the man himself. Jesusussudio.]
have you ever seen a small cold nipple, it looks just like a baby toe
I think this girl from South Carolina in the Miss Teen USA, I see her as a Secretary of Education in not too many years.
Factoid that may interest only me: Have you ever had construda? I just tried it for the first time, and it is wonderful.
Quote of the Week XXXVII:
“I have never felt a rectum more relaxed with a cock deep inside as this one.”
– Philadelphia Eagles young QB Kevin Kolb, moments after tearing up my swine flesh, just like he did to those wild hogs back home.
Big news in the King Household: the mrs. has agreed to let Peyton Manning father our next child. I’d be lying if I didn’t admit that I’m hoping for an audible so I can do a little receiving myself.
My favorite shit I ever took was one that was bigger around then it was long. Speaks volumes to the expansivness of my colon (excuse the pun). I left it in the toilet for my whole family to admire. I spoke to Wade Phillips and asked him if he had ever done anything like that. Wade just nodded.
Someone told me the other day that I should try checking out some guy named Bill Simmons who writes on the interweb. He apparently does these funny things where he takes pictures of Devil Ray games and makes fun of old people. And you know what? I did, and it’s hilarious!
Don’t shave that hair!
Let me tell you something, if you are drunk and live in Philadelphia, be responsible and call one of andy reids kids to drive you home.
Responsible drinking in the name of the game in Andy Rieds House
On my flight to Falcons training camp, two teens in front of me were talking about a Cincinnati bowtie. This is something I’ll have to acquire the next time I’m in town covering the Bengals. Nice to see that kids are still into classic fashion with a regional flavor.
a. Does Curtis Martin have anything left in the tank?
2. Giants GM Jerry Reese sure is blacker than I thought he was going to be.
d. I’d do a lot to get some Starbucks in me when I have a real bad craving, but doing a shot of espresso out of Jeff Garcia’s belly button is where I draw the line. Or so I thought.
Bea Arthur: Hot or not? Hott.
A few years ago I saw this comedian perform on the way back from my many preseason road trips and I’ll tell ya, that Richard Jeni is one funny guy. He’s probably going to host the Academy Awards in 2008 – look out Chris Rock!
What? Too soon?
-I think the reason I write about baseball in my column is that I just don’t know what to do with my hands if I’m not giving tugjobs to Bill Belichik and Roger Goodell.
-I talked to an NFL GM the other day about how best to defend against the Colts offense. He said that since they pass so much that you should either blitz him or drop more guys back in coverage or both. I’m no expert but I think he might be on to something there.
-I’ve driven past or visited Andy Reid’s house at least 29 times since the end of last season and not one time did I think his kids were up to no good. I mean they seemed really into science with all the bath tubs in the backyard, test tubes, and the stockpile of Sudafed. Kids are just so hard to read these days.
-The gumbo served at the Saints training camp luncheon left something to be desired. I mean did they lose all their good recipes during Katrina, too? Ridiculous. C-
-Chris Simms… until I met him in person, I thought I was the biggest pussy on the planet. So much for listening to EVERY word Phil Simms says about anything… including herbal teas.
Boy, do I love Fantasy Football. Here’s a tip, people: It’s never too early to draft Kevin Curtis.
There’s just something about Aaron Kampman that makes me want to rank him higher than Torry Holt, Steve Smith, Adalius Thomas, Richard Seymour, Troy Polamalu, Steven Jackson, Larry Johnson, Asante Samuel, AND Chad Johnson. Can’t put my finger on it, though.
-At first I thought that there’s no way Randy Moss could have any impact on the best WR corps in over 20 years… Reche Caldwell, Jabar Gaffney, Troy Brown, and Doug Gabriel (I like to call them the Fearsome Foursome). But all it took was one gaze into Brady’s ruggedly handsome eyes to convince me that Moss might be good.
-I think it was a good idea that I splurged on that extra insurance for my rental that I used for my training camp road trip. Who knew that getting rid of the smell of burnt, dried coffee; pork rinds; Vaseline (By the way, thanks for that tip Peyton. You were right. No more chaffing.); and decaying Wendy’s triple stacks would cost SO much.
In 8 days, JET Moynahan has already accomplished more than you will in your entire lifetime.
I’m just glad someone had the balls to break the cycle of sports blogger reach-around and finally say that whoever writes The Big Lead is a retard. A huge, huge retard.
If you see one movie this year make sure that it’s Wild Hogs.
Drew Brees is a wonderful human being who has done a lot of work for New Orleans after hurricane Katrina. He also has a birthmark on his face that provides an excellent target for bukkake parties we frequently attend.
I think there’s a certain 14-year-old in Hudson, Wisc., who will keep her pretty little mouth shut, if she knows what’s good for her.
Mark Chmura, is that you?
10 things I think I think:
I think I’m no fashionista, but when it comes to auto-erotic asphyxiation, nothing beats my Dockers braided leather belt. Just $19.95 at Macy’s!
I think if I came across an angry pack of pipehead Crips gang-raping Eric Gagne, I’d look the other way.
I think that Anna Kournokova is nice to look at, but she may not be much of a tennis player.
I think I regret getting my scrotum pierced with Clinton Portis.
I think I might take up breakdancing. You only live once, Peter!
I think there aren’t many problems that some interracial porn and a gallon of mayonnaise won’t solve.
I think Peyton Manning’s taint smells like Fruit Loops.
I think this Internet fad may be here to stay.
I think if there’s grass on the green, you play golf!
I think there’s a certain 14-year-old in Hudson, Wisc., who will keep her pretty little mouth shut, if she knows what’s good for her.
Postcard from Camp: Attended the Browns camp last week. I grabbed a plate of extra-saucy chicken wings (A+ by the way) and joined coach Romeo Crennell in the sauna for an interview. As we sat there in but our towels, covered in sweat, with barbecue sauce dripping down our chins and arms, I decided, if he’s as poised on the sidelines this year as he was in there that day, the Browns have their coach in place for a long long time.
Out. Standing.
Whats cooler then cool?…….Russia
Blogging is a cure for a severe Meth addiction
I will tell you one thing: dogs will lick peanut butter OFF ANYTHING!
Mike Greenberg is the Devil
What’s better than Viagra for spicing things up in the bedroom? Fatheads.
Lacrosse is full of Panzies
That Brady Quinn sure is sharp looking. I wouldn’t mind lathering him up in baby oil and letting him defecate in my mouth.
Coffeenerdness: Giants great Lawrence Taylor recently introduced me to something he called “Colombian Coffee.” Whoa Nellie! I had 4 of them and woke up 3 days later on the side of I-95 with my pants around my ankles and a dead drifter in the trunk of my rental car! Sorry Avis!
I believe that if you are selling me a milkshake, a pack of cigarettes, a newspaper or a hotel room, you must do it in English! As a matter of fact, if you want to be an American citizen, you should have to speak English!
Is it cheating if I just copy Andy Rooney quotes? I personally think it would be cheating America if I didnt.
My favorite wrap for a makeshift diaper? Saran Wrap. I’ll take four feet of Saran Wrap over an entire roll of Reynold’s.
I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some governmental stooge with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts for squirting out babies.
Hands down, the best containers in the world are made by the paper products division of Starbucks.
I heard that if you have sex with your daughter and she gets pregnant the babies will come out retarded. Is that true?
I think movies like “Superbad” portray male youth in a negative light. Really, what 17 year old male has such callous urges towards young ladies? Although I did find the “blood spot on the pants” scene funny. I cant tell you how many times my mother did that to me.
I met my daughter the other morning for something she called “brunch.” Apparently it’s a combination of breakfast and lunch. No wonder we’re such a fat country–we keep inventing new meals!
You know who has a fine head of hair? Ted Danson.
If I could watch only one NFL quarterback bang my wife, it would be Brett Favre.
Hey, did you know that “Peter King” is an anagram for “Print Geek”? I just spent three days figuring that out!
Coffeenerdness: If anyone else has had the pleasure of working themselves to cimax while receiving an enema, you know that the act itself is proof of God’s existence and love, then you need to try starbucks’ caramel machienema. Nothing like the aroma of espresso to set the mood as you watch gallons upon gallons of your feces flow forth through a clear tube as you punish your dong and think about Carson Palmer devouring it like a hot dog… oh god a hot dog..oooh fuck.. oh! OH!…..
Thank you Sirius NFL Radio. Your 36 consecutive calls about the NY Giants, followed by a legal expert talking about Michael Vick for 45 minutes really makes my drive through the midwest much more tolerable.
I ran into Senator Larry Craig in the washroom the other day. Keep an eye on this guy in 2008.
You know who I find endearing? TV’s Blossom.
If I had to bugger one of my daughters, I honestly don’t know which one I would choose — Mary Beth or the one from the “With Leather” post (or are they the same one — damn it gets confusing outlining the lives of my daughters on a weekly basis…)
I spoke with Dick Vermeil the other day over a bottle of his finest homemade Merlot and looking at the tears in his eyes and hearing the crack of his voice told me he needed a hug. And by hug I mean some good lovin’
Mr. Bean is finally back in theatres! Did that dought seem as long to anyone else as Colt Superbowl wins?
Why do I love Football Night in America? Cause it’s a Sausage Fest, and I absolutely love Sausage.
My wife is going to host something called a “Mandingo” party. If that’s anything like Bunko, I’m relieved she scheduled it when I’m out of town.
I can’t get the clock on our Betamax video machine to stop blinking 12:00. But I’ve found a way to take those lemons and throw a lemon party! What I do is sit in front of the machine as the watch on my wrist clicks down to 12:00, and when it does, well, HOORAY!
I saw You, Me, and Dupree as my in-flight movie last week. If I had to forecast the future, I’d tell you that Owen Wilson fellow is really going somewhere.
The other day, I grabbed a cup of coffee at Starbucks on Fourth. I drove two blocks, finished my coffee, and grabbed another one at the Sixth Avenue Beanery. Sucked that one down then crossed the street and ordered another one at Starbucks. Drove three blocks to Ninth and Washington and grabbed another one, along with a small green tea, at Peet’s Coffee & Tea. Less than one hour after starting my trek, finished off with a grande house blend at the Starbucks on Fourteenth. I mean, what an AMAZING country we live in. Just another reason I love the good ole’ United States.
Aggravating/enjoyable travel note: So I’m sitting in a bathroom stall at the Minneapolis airport the other day, tapping my foot like I always do, when this obese, hairy man suddenly barges in and blumpkins me until I explode all over his handle bar mustache. What a country!
Music Television? Sheesh. MTV hasn’t played a music video, that I’ve seen, for quite some time. What’s next? A 24-hour sports network airing a fictional series about poker? If you’re going to put what you do in the name of your network, you should probably do what you said you were going to do, because if you’ve gone and done something different, how will we know what you’re going to do versus what you’ve done?
In the NBC studio, Bob Costas kept trying to get me to read a note that said “Hoof hearted, ice melted”.
Still have no clue what that was about.
Aggravating Travel Note: The other day, as we were taxing down the runway, the US Airways stewardess asked me to put my seat in the upright position and turn off my wireless devices while I was holding a conversation with Bill Polian and shooting an e-mail to Brad Childress. Just plain rude.
that regis philbin really cracks me up.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but I still despise Richard Gephardt.
Nate Kaeding once gave me a mushroom bruise on my forehead. I honestly have NO idea how this happened.
Nothing clever from me, but seriously, the 500 best players? Why not 1000? Or 1500?
Wow, what an exclusive club. I bet the entire NFL is nervously paging through it right now, praying that they’ve been anointed as one of the 500 best players. And SI ruined the suspense of finding out on our own who #1 is. When I’m reading a list that’s 500 entries long, I wanna sit down and savor it right up until the very end because there is nothing more enjoyable than reading lists. Yessirree, lists are awesome.
Gout doesn’t sound like a big deal, but it is. Also, I should get this growth on my left testicle checked out.