In the immortal words of Nasir Jones, “F*#k Jay Z.” Sure, Jay can still bring it, but if everyone listened to him we wouldn’t have a gem like this from DJ Steve Porter. The video is heavy on AI (with good reason) before venturing into our domain. First comes the remix of Jim Mora’s legendary “Playoffs?” explosion, then there’s Mike Gundy’s fantastic rant. Eventually (around the 3:30 mark) we get to the good stuff. Namath. Kolber. Autotuned. Enjoy.

Thanks to reader Tomas for sending this our way.

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But that’s not all you can learn from Marty B’s new video tour of his “house” aka Cowboys Stadium. Oh no, there is so much more.

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I can’t thank LSUFreek enough for this, his latest work of sorcery. After viewing the original video for the second time I decided that it needed to be Romo-fied, and that Freek was just the man to bring the vision to life. He did just that.

Be sure to check out more of Freek’s magic over at The Sporting Blog.

Original video via SKEETS

We’re clearly in the tank for Martellus Bennett here at KSK. But I think even we can admit that the first episode of his new game show, “Who Wants To Be Hood Rich?” could use some work. They need to improve the lighting. Wait, strike that. They need lighting. Also, the host never ends up banging the living hell out of the contestant. What’s that, you say? This wasn’t MEANT to be interracial gonzo porn? Well, you could have fooled me.

This rather fantastic video of a 2007 Raiders-Chargers tailgate introduces us to perhaps the most fearsome Raider fan in the galaxy. I speak, of course, of the infamous (as in MORE THAN FAMOUS) Senor Raider. Because there’s nothing more intimidating that a fat man in a black sombrero. It also introduces us to Milt. AND IF YOU DON’T LIKE MILT THEN YOU A BITCH. Let’s make like flubby and do a play-by-play of the action.

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The 80′s might be dead, but thanks to YouTube horribly embarrassing team music videos will live longer than the synthetic fibers used to make Jerry Rice’s sweater. Over at Shutdown Corner MJD calls the video “very San Francisco” which I can only assume is Yahoo! Sports Blog-approved speak for “flamingly gay.”

Update: Flubby tells me that this was on some site called FanHouse a couple of years back. Damn. MJD really should have caught that. Whatever, let’s all blame Mottram.

via Mac G’s World and Shutdown Corner

Unfortunately, at Paul Brown Stadium nothing on the field provides an attractive alternative to getting completely ‘faced. Blotto to the point that your once powerful, panty-melting dance moves are now something more akin to a dying invalid feebly wave at a swarm of Africanized bees. By the way, nice brokedick 2Pac doo-rag, you piss-drunk cock.

Isn’t it apt that this waste of skin has chosen a Chris Henry jersey? Oh, it’s apt alright. Apt as a motherfucker. Also, Drunk Bengal Guy’s friend looks like a refugee from a Frankie Goes to Hollywood cover band.

Awwww, now he’s all partied out. Goodnight, sweet prince. May you live to regale the masses another season.

Spoofs of the Coors Light coach’s press conference commercials are hardly new, but this one is better than most. Iron City may not be the best beer in the world Pennsylvania, but it beats the hell out of Coors Light. Anything that even tangentially mocks that wretched Colorado swill is cool with me.

You know who else is pretty damn cool? Mike Tomlin. That’s not easy for a Raider fan to admit. Seeing Tampa Bay attempt to emulate the Steelers’ success by hiring Raheem Morris makes me think that Tomlin has already done more for promoting coaching diversity than the “Rooney Rule” ever will.

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After Santonio Holmes scored the game-winning touchdown, former Steeler Jerome Bettis internalized his exuberance and quietly went about his preparations for the post-game show. Nah, just kidding, he acted like he just found out craft services rolled out a fresh platter of jelly donuts.