Since it was so popular last time, a few more pics of Tony and Eva from the beach.
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From the category archives:
Gossip
“I’m always optimistic. This year I’m just telling the truth.” – Nets swingman Richard Jefferson on why New Jersey will rejoin the NBA’s elite this season.
Oh, Richard. We’ve seen you with your supermodel ex-girlfriends, so this slip in judgement is not only inexplicable, but also unexplainable, untaxable, and unacceptable.
Here’s another gem of the happy couple. Next time follow the advice of your younger (and smarter) peers. At least LeBron was smart enough to try and hide.
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…or something even cooler. That’s allegedly his head nudging girlfriend Evan Longoria.
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Thanks to the kick-ass commentors at the freedarko blog for pointing out the full name of Richard Jefferson’s wife/girlfriend: Teresa Lourenco. We’ve gotten email asking if we know who she is, and up until now our response has been something like “please leave us alone. Who asked you to email us?”
No more, however! Teresa Lourenco is her name, and she actually does more than pose for pictures with her husband. She poses for pictures without him, too. Like, with real photographers and everything. Not ones like our buddy Ryan, who tells young girls just off the bus he can get them their big break if they’ll only “come to the studio and help me check my new light meter with a few bikini shots.”
“The studio”. That’s our favorite part.
Back to Teresa. Check out more of her here and afterward, enjoy these anonymous allegations from this summer that she and RJ aren’t together anymore.
I don’t know what happened to her modeling-wise, but I know that Richard Jefferson isn’t her boyfriend any more. They stopped dating about a year ago. The photo in SI is over a year old, from when they were dating. I heard she has a new boyfriend, but I don’t know who it is. She dated an Indian NY hotel developer (multimillionaire) after she dated Richard, but I heard they broke up too.
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i know who her new boyfriend is. it happens to be my husband. how nice isn’t it?
Interesting, bitter, and unconfirmed – our three favorite things.
By the way, the fabled “NBA Wives” thread over in the Alley has taken to calling Richard Jefferson Jar-Jar Binks. We weren’t sure at first, but…well, decide for yourself. We’re going with it because we’re so hilarious and good looking.
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In what is sure to become one of the more entertaining threads in the board’s history, today’s venture down Lipstick Alley is a picture heavy post titled simply “NBA Wives”. If you’ve never been to Lipstick Alley, we’ve linked to it in the past because it’s freaking awesome.
There’s lots to see in this thread, and it’s working on 3 pages after starting only yesterday. It’s really worth going and checking out for yourself, and here’s a sampling of what you’ll get.
On the Kidd family portrait:
This is just nasty. Why the hell would they take this picture and better yet release it.
Richard Hamilton’s pic:
You guys can’t be serious cracking on RIP for the ugly white girl he’s with. Hell that ***** is ugly and if he worked at Wal Mart yall would not give him the time of day. He ain’t no prize either so maybe the two ugly of them can have a cute baby together.
Regarding the Big Fundamental’s wife:
Tim Duncan’s wife was a cheerleader at Wake Forest and one of the biggest ho’s on campus. She was banging a football player I knew at the time (actually a couple of them, but only one I knew personally). Soon as Tim would leave…she take her triflin azz over to dude’s apartment.BUT YOU DIDN’T HEAR THIS FROM ME!!!
And finally, a general comment on why the NBA has the best groupies:
I want to meet me a cool as basketball player. Them football teams got too many players and that money too short. Oh well just being honest.
Honest, indeed. Here’s another pic of Richard Jefferson’s wife for the road. Enjoy the show.
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We’re admittedly too young to know everything about the greatest sports rivalries of all-time, but at least in terms of pure player-vs-player schisms, the Shaq/Kobe wars have to be right up there, don’t they?
Lindy’s Pro Basketball preview/yearbook/guide/overpriced-magazine has an excerpt from this December’s The Show. It’s by Roland Lazenby, author of Mindgames: Phil Jackson’s Long Strange Journey and Mad Game: The NBA Education of Kobe Bryant. The 544 pager is a detailed look at the history of the whole Laker organization, from the early days in Minneapolis, straight up through, like, yesterday.
Maybe it’s because it’s so Hollywood, maybe it’s because we’re suckers, but these Shaq/Kobe stories always feel really fresh, no matter how many times we read them. One of the kind posters over at the Lakers forum on the Insiders.com transcribed the Shaq/Kobe-centric sample from Mr. Lazenby’s book for us to pore through.
This is a long one, gang. Put on your reading glasses and take a bunch of pills…
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Yes, we have a strange obsession with Carmelo Anthony, and were thrilled to find that ESPN’s Page3 has up a brand new interview with America’s Sweethearts, Melo and MTV’s LaLa Vasquez. It’s pretty good stuff, including this extensive description of how they met:
How did you meet and where?
LaLa: He was stalking me for a while. That’s how we met. He kept asking everybody about me, right?
Melo: No.
The rest is fairly pedestrian (what isn’t after that?), although there is mention of that horse. Melo answers a lot of things with “I don’t know,” leaving us, as always, wanting to know more. We went on a search for additional LaLa-Melo stories, and came across the Starbanter message board, which covers gossipy goodness on everyone from Orlando Bloom to Lincoln Park. As of this posting, here’s a tally of the numbers of posts for chosen sections:
George Clooney: 194
Justin Timberlake: 152
Paris Hilton: 93
Britney Spears: 279
Tom Cruise: 57
Carmelo Anthony: 2777
And you thought we were the only ones, didn’t you?
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The Big Rapper appears on a new mix CD from DJ Kay Slay titled either “Beef II” or “Crazy Beefin”. Maybe you get to choose, but the website doesn’t make it clear. A browse around the interwebs led us to this thread on Club Lakers, where you can get six pages (and growing) of discussion about this lyric:
“They told me Shaq you a baller, stay away from the streets, thats why I bang on fake ass Jordan and bang on beats”
In this scenario the “I” is Shaquille O’Neal and the “fake ass Jordan” is Kobe Bryant.
And that’s not all – apparently Shaq also takes a crack at Ben Wallace, Skillz disses Shaq, Lil’ Flip disses T.I (who you know had it coming), Street Boy disses Paul Wall, and – look, we were going to buy this, but we can’t figure out what the hell anything on that CD is talking about. You know what else? This doesn’t even happen on “Beef II/Crazy Beefin”. It’s on this other CD, Celebrity Status II.
Please understand our confusion is only because we come from a small town in Ohio, where Mommy gave us cookies behind the white picket fence if we got our chores done on time. When we see a CD called “Crazy Beefin” and/or “Beef II”, somewhere inside we hope it’s Shaq rapping about steak, or even the cattle ranching industry as a whole.
We do know what “fake ass Jordan” means, though! Merry Christmas!
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We’ve been informed from beautiful reader “Jessica” that we may be offbase in our assessment of Quentin Richardson’s relationship status. We’ll simply post her email in its entirety so that there’s no confusion:
Dear [edited],
Seriously, if you call me again I’m getting a restraining order! I’m totally serious. Dead serious. This has gone beyond the point of ridiculous. Not only are you creeping me and my roommates out, but now even my cat is like all freaked out. Did you do something to her? I found your note and I hope to god you slipped it under the door. If you were in my apartment somehow…ew. You know that’s not legal, right?!?!?!?!
By the way, I still read your blog even though the thought of you makes me sick, and just because Quentin Richardson dances with Steve Nash doesn’t mean they’re dating! If you look at the picture, it’s clear they’re just goofing around. I think you actually know that, and you’re trying to either be funny or maybe you really are that delusional when it comes to this stuff.
Of course, you thought we were dating and all I did was check you out at Banana Republic last week.
Jessica
PS that shirt you bought doesn’t fit right and makes your shoulders look funny. LEAVE ME ALONE.
Well, we guess we should keep an open mind with regard to Quentin’s dating situation.
Just so you all know – Jessica’s awesome because not only is she pretty, charming, sweet, inquisitive, athletic, and oh-so-touchable-looking, she’s also the assistant manager of an entire retail store. In fact, she’s there right now, and we can see her from behind this huge potted plant at the mall.
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He’s back on the party circuit and apparently exploring options with old PHX backcourt mate Steve Nash:
There’s something to this, according to that girl on the left.
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