The podcast has arrived! Though we do delve a bit into the Super Bowl, which was so last season already, there are many other distractions both in the sporting world and in the Fantoo Girls’ elaborate recording studio that require our attention. We thank ESPN for selecting us to be a part of an upcoming piece (we’ll let you know when it will hits the air) and for letting us do our thing. It was a great day - kicked off with this here audio. And a big thanks to Jay for making sense - and pure gold - of it all.

Robin gets a lesson in enforcement:

Episode 151

School Days, Shamockeries and ESPN with The Girls!

Today The Girls are coming to you live from Bongology 101, where the recent conduct of one blinged-out individual begs the question, does anyone guide sports superstars in party etiquette these days? Class! If you learn nothing else in this semester may it be that camera phones are everywhere and people love busting celebrities.

Exhibit A

Not too hard a concept to grasp. But there are a few safe havens as “Professor Weir” points out. We don’t need these lessons so we get down to business with the rest of the world of sport. But it’s a tad more crowded in the elaborate recording studio this week (see pic in post below). Lights, camera and action all around. Our friends to the north, ESPN, have dropped in to hang with The Girls. As we’re prone to do, we all blabbed about a million things, and truth be told, we have no idea what’s going to make it to your ears this week.

Rest assured that we are all over TO’s new reality show. The reveal, we believe, is going to be something even he doesn’t expect.

One reality show in Dysfunctional Ranch is enough. Two? Something is going to go very wrong. Michael Irvin hosts one and TO is the star of the other? Armafreakinggeddon.

The TV screen itself has provided much fodder this week as the crawler makes an appearance every time Matt Millen does and an ‘offbeat’ version of bad-funny-really bad swingers movie just can’t be kept down. And that was just the fringe entertainment during one of the better, if not top five, Super Bowls. But going too deep into the big game after the fact is like a Fluffernutter sandwich with Hershey’s chocolate syrup and gummy bears, and we gave that up long ago. We can’t help but take a little taste though.

The Yankees are getting an early taste of karma with the release of Joe Torre’s book about his years in the Bronx. We’ve decided that the only way the Yankees can appease the karmic ache is to release CC Sabathia’s actual weight. In pounds. Because if LeBron James is 6′8″ and 275 Lbs, do you really think CC can be 6′7″ and 250 Lbs?

So release the real stats AND give back all the cash taken from taxpayers to fund a stadium that is unnecessary. On second thought, even that won’t do it.

News flash! Barry Bonds took steroids and Roger Clemens’ DNA was found on syringes currently in possession of government. Yawn… But Mark McGwire’s brother, Jay, is spiking the punch bowl with his admission that his brother did, in fact, take steroids. Doesn’t something seem just not right about that? Your own brother confessing for you and saying he’s doing it out of love? If we did that our brothers would show their affection for us with a knuckle sandwich. And a hair pull for old-time’s sake. Dude, didn’t you learn that whole glass houses/rock thing when you found Jesus? But we guess there wouldn’t be much of a book to be written without that little golden nugget.

Mark’s brother looks legit. Toooooootally.

The Girls jump on the Kobe-LeBron debate in this week’s sports podcast and there’s a shocking revelation. It seems a certain someone has warmed up to a certain bas relief sculpture. In this day and age when a person looks in the mirror and admits that success comes with hard work and then actually reports for duty, it has to be praised. And so it will be. Also in the paint, Ben Wallace tickles our fancy with his linguistic ability, we send get well wishes to several fallen ballers, and we suggest one leaves the court for the grass. (No, not that kind of grass.)

Shavery is meditating. Why did all the air just get sucked out of the room? Wow. All this personal spa-ing just for saying something that would be offensive to, um, no one but the girl referenced? Then pretty much every guy should be in the midst of a cranial massage and pedicure. C’mon Dallas Stars and the rest of the NHL, fess up. What did he really do? Our imaginations are running wild! What do you think Sean Avery did that got him black-pucked?

But the big news in the NHL this week is the action on the ice at the Wachovia Center as Robin goes toe-to-toe with her new BFF, Riley Cote. They tussle, they twirl. Typical post-game stuff for the men in sweaters. You’ll get to see the action in late March on ESPN, but if you tune in next week Robin will give the blow-by-blow. Poor, poor Riley.

Finally, in this week’s IT HAS TO BE SAID, we condemn Jessica Simpson’s jeans but marvel at her figure. So burn the high-waisteds, BBQ some Fluffernutters and settle in for the first Fantoo Girls filmed in HD!

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