Food And Drink For Thought With Natalie Gulbis

The Evian Masters offered car service and breakfast and a private golf critique on the Hudson with Natalie Gulbis, and when someone offers a town car, an omelet bar and golf lessons with a star, it's generally polite to accept. More »

The Year In...Field Trips

So, the next few will be chock full of end-of-year retrospectives. We'll do our own as well. Today: Deadspin out-and-aboutism.

When We Were Kings: One Night At Rick's Cabaret

"I don't get the Derek Jeter thing, " one dancer named Julianne says from across a four top table in the dimly lit dining room of Rick's Cabaret. "He's so normal looking." Two other girls, Holly and, oh, I don't know remember what her name was — Bambi, maybe?— agree. "Yes, he's really not that handsome." This was the extent of the "athlete" conversations we had with the dancers, three of them, sitting around our table, boobs and bubble-headedness on full display. It was tough to get the girls to talk about the professional athletes they've had as clients. Most were willing to go there, but simply couldn't remember any names, or teams, or what day of the week it was. I've interviewed strippers before and, like all humans, some are brighter than others. Some keep careful track of the notable names and faces that they meet. Others could give a lap dance to the president and won't treat him different than any other dude waving a $20 — unless they're told to. Special treatment is a directive passed down from the host of the club. Athletes are the whales in these places and on Monday night, we played that role. Granted, it could only go so far, because everyone in the club could tell that we were just a couple of idiots playing dress-up. The staff happily obliged, though, and we experienced for one night what Rick's Cabaret is like for those with athlete celebrity status and disposable income. (PHOTOS: Antonio G. Di Benedetto) More »

Our Field Trip To Madison Square Garden

For the third consecutive year, in the tradition of batting against John Rocker and playing touch football with Andre Rison and Kordell Stewart, we accepted an invitation from the fine folks at "Pros Vs. Joes" to — get ready — play two-on-two hoops against Charles Oakley and Charles Smith. At Madison Square Garden. We were wearing a specialty-made Jeffrey Jordan "jersey" our father got us for Christmas; Daulerio, a brave man, donned a Tyrone Hill jersey. How'd we do? Come, join us after the jump. And by "jump," since we're talking about us, we mean "rising three inches off the floor." More »

Our Visit To The Hot Dog Eating Championships

As mentioned yesterday, we headed to Coney Island for the epic Kobayashi-Chestnut duel. We can't imagine a better way to spend our Fourth of July. A confession: For the first time since we started the site, we accepted a press pass for the event. It was a tough call, but, frankly, we feel rather comfortable that our association with The International Federation Of Competitive Eating is not something that will force us to compromise our integrity in the future. More »