Happy St. Patrick's Day you drunk bastards!

Work duties call and I am off to Saint Louis for the week. This trip makes it three years in a row I haven't had the opportunity to get up at 6:00 a.m. and partake in the raucous Irish activities of drinking your breakfast.

As an Irish chap who recently woke up to the Catholic church hypocrisy, I still enjoy the indulgence of good draught and tradition. Nothing beats a perfectly drawn Guinness with some corn beef and cabbage as long as you keep the church out of it. I remember my grandfather being a classy Irish drunk. He used to dance about spouting limericks and quoting fables of Irish Yore as he put down his favorite scotch.

He always used to tell me that best place to drink beer is at home. Or on a river bank, if the fish don’t bother you. His life revolved around boozing and harassing women. Thanks Grandpa, you were truly an inspiration.

And remember, "A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts."

Tilt 'em back my friends,

Poncho

FACT:

A Mustache will make you richer. Beards are for beggers, hipsters and 80's relief pitchers.

Dont believe? Look below.

RIP - Peter Graves

Maybe the best scene in movie history? I say Yes!

FACT:

Just in time for St. Patrick's Day!

Scientific research, commissioned by the Guinness Brewing Company, found that the average mustachioed Guinness drinker traps a pint and a half of the creamy nectar every year. Now that Guinness is $3.10 a pint, this is the equivalent of an annual moustache tax  in Great Britain of $4.58.

England, I dare you to try and tax this chap. I dare you!

Selection Sunday is a day for hope. After your team gets their seeding, a blank slate appears, ready to be painted. It's a hour long show that gets your mind racing with potential upsets and bracket-busters. It also makes you check your job calendar to make sure you have some free time to witness your team play.

Unfortunately I will be in meetindg during Syracuse's first round game against pesky Vermont and will be pulling the "under table" score check on my blackberry. Ultimately Selection Sunday controls the work force for the next two weeks on the productivity scale. I give this five years before next Thursday and Friday is a national holiday. Make it happen!

(Hump Associated) - Syracuse, NY

Dwight Humphrey, a Syracuse Orange fanatic, blogger and twitterer, recently left his home on Friday to buy a bagel at Brueggers Bagels on Erie Blvd in East Syracuse. This was a first for Humphrey who has spent the last 3 weeks tweeting and blogging about The Orange's chances in the Big East and NCAA basketball tournament. After Syracuse lost to arch rival Georgetown, Humphrey took it on himself to stand-up, shower and leave his East Syracuse home to visit the bakery for a bagel and Mountain Dew Code red. His covenent blog OrangeCuse44GmacisgodMeloGrob.com is a very relevant manuscript in the world of Syracuse University Athletics.

Humphrey, who often boasts about one of his recent landmark threads labeled "Why Syracuse will beat Georgetown",updated nearly every member of the Syracuse online community, was linked to by several hundred sites, including Troy Nunes is An Absolute Magician, Digg, and the forums on Syracuse.com "Wow, what a special treat this was for all of us," said Orange::44 head blogger Brian Harrison, who, along with all other bloggers, checks Humphrey's site every day just in case something monumental occurs. "I thought I was going to have to wait until Monday to find out if Dwight decided to put his "thoughts" online once more."

Humphrey's holds disregard for The mainstream sports media—a loose consortium of corporate news outlets known for using professionally trained journalists who adhere to an editorial process. He believes they completely have "missed the boat in their reporting of national sporting events. When will the Mainstream news organization dinosaurs realize that they're TOTALLY irrelevant?"

Humphrey recently had a run in with local authorities about recent allegations for a post on Craigslist regarding him as the "Orange Poon slayer".  He hasn't commented about the incident but put a post on his blog stating, "If you all hate Georgetown the way I hate Georgetown, my actions were legit. Go Orange!" For now, the Syracuse blogger will continue to stay in on the weekends, tweet about games, have minimal "casual encounters" and post lethargic rants on why Georgetown sucks.

Ok.. we're still trying to buy back our .com status from Ivan Drago, the Russian terrorist who stole our domain name, but these hot chicks love us anyways!

New the The Sport Hump, “Ask Bubba“

Life got ya down? Do you have a question that no one seems to have the answer to?

SEND IT TO BUBBA!

I’m here and ready to answer your questions on all subjects. Be it why your favorite team sucks(because jesus or your deity of choice hates you) or what to do about your erectile dysfunction(I really have no idea on that one but send it to me anyway so I can laugh at you) Bubba is here for you. Just send your questions along to AskBubbaMeisha@gmail.com

Get your questions in now as I will be answering them weekly and showing the world what a pathetic fucktard you are.

Talk to you soon <3 Bubba

* A special thanks to our very own Bubba Meisah for this pointing this out to us.

I think you're all with me that this live performance proves of God's existence.

Enjoy this heading into your weekend, because it will all go down hill from here.

FACT:

A survey of 100,000 women in 1988 found that 68% confirmed that a man with a moustache was a superior lover than his clean lipped neighbor.

Any questions?

Big news for all five of our fans. Fear Celuk!

Courtesy of the Sports Pickle, this chart chooses your professional sports path with cunning decision points that will determine your paycheck.

*Music provided by our friends at O'Henry Ford of Rotterdam. When you need to haul ass, call O'Henry's. *Not the candy bar.

What do you get when you buy two 12-packs? Correct, you get 24. Well, that's 6 less than a Stroh's 30 pack. I was never a big statistics guy back in college, but I knew when I got a deal.

The deal was the Stroh's 30 pack. Genius. Good times get better with a good time beer.

Just remember one thing. Wherever you are, just make sure that Stroh's is spoken there.