Every so often here at the X-Ray Spectator we’ll have guest posters. The following is the first. It is an interview conducted by our no 1 ace reporter on the street, E.
Interview with M of street punk superstars THE FREEBOOTERS and BLACK ROSE MARTIAL ARTS, part of the WHITECHAPEL ANARCHIST GROUP in London.
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I was reading over the sports news on the internet, as I am wont to do, when I came across an article about the Tampa Bay Rays’ new mascot. Its name is DJ Kitty. I know what you’re thinking: ‘Bullshit!’ But it is no lie. There he was; a costumed cat with a backwards baseball cap, gold chain and a team jersey. Ray, the incumbent mascot, is an undeterminable Muppet-like beast with silver blue hair all over its head and face. It makes sense that the team might want to update its image, but he will only relinquish part of his duties to DJ Kitty. Now if this was a one off occurrence it would be forgivable, but the world is literally littered with ridiculous, retired mascots. Read the rest of this entry
OK, so ‘Lin’sanity has gripped the entire world. It’s been exciting and it’s another fun topic, other than box scores, trades and stats, to spice up the sports world. However, a little bit of perspective might be in order. The media, both sports and other wise, loves to make mountains out of molehills, because, let’s face it molehills don’t sell. The Jeremy Lin story is no different. Read the rest of this entry
My first year working in baseball found me in south east Idaho working as an intern for the Idaho Falls Chukars (it’s a bird a sort of pheasant that prefers to walk, is apt at being shot and, in India, is said to be in love with the moon.) Read the rest of this entry
When I first moved to Australia, one of the first things that struck me was the obsession with betting on sports. Sports betting in the United States is condemned to winos and the 1950’s caricatures that inhabit the horse tracks or weekend trips to Vegas. But here it is a part of every day life, completely normalized.
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My favorite players as a kid discovering football at the start of the 90s were, for the most part, an illustrious bunch. Indeed, many of them still rank as true all-time greats. Maradona, of course, and his compatriot Claudio Caniggia; the Dutch trio of Rijkaard, Gullit and Van Basten, Roberto Baggio, Carlos Valderama and Stuart Pearce. Read the rest of this entry
Sorry this post is a bit late, but we’re not exactly breaking any news here at the X-Ray Spectator. Besides, you try drawing memorial portriats. I just wanted to pay a little tribute to Angelo Dundee, one of the greatest boxing trainers of all time. Nothing like art to pay tribute. Read the rest of this entry