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Last week's silly
Michael Strahan could be gay rumor — started by an estranged wife in the midst of divorce proceedings — has been pretty much discredited by everyone, including the woman who made the allegation. But if you weren't convinced enough, a reader sends in a story of seeing Strahan and his alleged paramour Dr. Ian Smith. Here's an excerpt. Whether it's celebrity deaths or gay sports stories, it seems big news always comes in threes. … Read more Read more
So after witnessing a few hours of Michael Strahan & Ian Smith indulging in their alternative lifestyle of golf, gambling & girls, I can now see why Mrs. Strahan is so angry. Her hubby & his best buddy suck at golf, they can't gamble worth a darn & they only seem to be able to pull in ugly girls... so i guess she is divorcing him cause they just act like standard middle aged married white guys.
The full Vegas gambling story is after the jump. This comes as no surprise to us: Strahan lives in
Montclair, N.J., for crying out loud. That's where Dr. Melfi lives, jeez.
So I was out in Vegas about two years ago for a bachelor party for one of my buddies, when we had the chance to witness Michael & Ian's "alternative lifestyle" in all its glory.
We had just rolled back to Caesar's Palace after a wild night of drunken debauchery all over town. Most of us were still basking in that post-strip club glow (you know, when you still think every woman you see will grind you for 20 bucks), when we decided to sit down for some higher stakes blackjack. After a few quick dealer busts, that inebriated feeling of invincibility started to set in & we are all having one of those great blackjack table moments when everyone is winning, no one can do any wrong & the money is just pouring out of the dealer's tray.
This one hand comes up & the dealer is showing a 4. I've got an 11 in front of me and of course as Vince Vaughn said in Swingers "you gotta double down on an eleven." So I toss another 100 or so in there & hit myself a king for a very nice 21. A few spots down is another guy with an 11, who after a few moments of thinking says he's just gonna hit his 11 (against a four!!!). Before the card can even hit the felt I blurt out "What kinda fuckin idiot doesn't
double down on an eleven!!!" I lean over to find out, Michael Strahan was that idiot.
After the initial fear of him crushing me like that cowboys fan in the old snickers ad wore off, we all ended up having a great time with him, the good doctor Smith & their gaggle of not-so-good-looking-groupies (of course we were all beer googled & still high on stripper perfume, so we still flirted with the girls all night anyway). It seems that the Mike & Ian were on a multi-city west coast golf trip & had just left Arizona where they got crushed over 36 holes by Sir Charles. At one point Strahan even joined us in making fun of our one buddy who wandering the casino floor looking for hookers (only to look, not touch). By the way, watching a 275 pound defensive end make fun of your 120 pound financial analyst friend's drunken escapades is one of the funniest things on the planet.
So after witnessing a few hours of Michael Strahan & Ian Smith indulging in their alternative lifestyle of golf, gambling & girls, I can now see why Mrs. Strahan is so angry. Her hubby & his best buddy suck at golf, they can't gamble worth a darn & they only seem to be able to pull in ugly girls... so i guess she is divorcing him cause
they just act like standard middle aged married white guys.