Dikembe Mutombo’s Request for Sex: How Did He Phrase It and Where Was It Uttered? An ROTI Investigation


In the 80s and 90s, possibly even earlier, there was an annual event at Georgetown University called the Block Party. Students paid a nominal sum, passed through a cursory ID check into a barricaded-off block of 37th Street, and proceeded to drink all the beer they could handle and more.

As GU blog Vox Populi recounts, Block Party was a “one-day outdoor carnival of drinking that masqueraded as a charity barbecue. Much to the chagrin of Georgetown administrators, students would drink openly and sloppily right outside the front gates.” Afterwards, students retired to New South Cafeteria to stuff their faces. And every year, a massive food fight broke out. It was awesome.

But at the 1991 block party, after the feasting had begun but before the food fight started, Georgetown’s seven-foot star center Dikembe Mutombo unwound his prodigiously long limbs, raised his frame to tower over the rest of the student body, and bellowed in a beer-sauced,  Zairean voice, “Who wants to sex Dikembe?” As the rest of the University looked on in pure awe, two comely volunteers quickly identified themselves, and Dikembe Mutombo left New South with a woman on each arm.

This is how the tale was passed down to me in 1998. But is this really what happened?  Read more of this post

Pat McAfee — The Plastered Punter

The Indianapolis Colts are a legendary NFL team for so many reasons…

The midnight escape from Baltimore. The years of futility. The renaissance under Lord Pey-Pey. The Rules Committee machinations of Bill Polian that changed the league into an offensive fireworks display. The Dungy-led excellence and self-righteousness. The domed perfection of Tom Moore’s offense. The Super Bowl triumph in the Purple Rain.

And the ongoing tradition of loud-mouthed, drunken kickers.

Poor Peyton Manning.

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Randy Wells Hates Daylight, Sobriety

Randy Wells, starting pitcher for the Chicago Cubs, has a problem.

He is horrible when pitching in day games.

Cubs fans are beginning to wonder if this weakness is merely a fluke — a product of small sample size and a little bad luck — or something more, perhaps indicative of a wee self-control deficit.

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Indy vs. NOLA: Museum Directors Sack Up

As Super Bowl mania heats up — a two week hype-fest unlike any other — the eyes of the nation eagerly turn to the traditional Mayor’s Bet, in which each city’s executive wagers the finest edible goodness his burg has to offer.

The only problem: Indianapolis is in the Super Bowl this year. Unfortunately, the sleepy Midwestern corn-tropolis has very little to offer New Orleans, one of the best places to chow down in the world.

Indianapolis mayor Greg Ballard made his wager: “shrimp cocktail with plenty of horseradish.” Whoop de doo, like they don’t have shrimp in New Orleans?! Is that the best you can do, Indianapolis? Lame.

Probably because he was so underwhelmed by Ballard’s bet, New Orleans mayor Ray Nagin (remember him?) put up a similarly boring offer of “CDs by local musicians and Mardi Gras cakes.” Seriously?

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Fred Smerlas’ Thugs Slug Teens for $$$

Fred Smerlas is a legendary former NFL lineman. A five-time Pro Bowler best known for his work with the Buffalo Bills and Boston College Eagles, Smerlas is something of a legend in his hometown of Waltham, Mass.

Smerlas is well known in the Boston area for his mush-mouthed appearances on sports talk radio station WEEI, where he never hesitates to interrupt co-hosts, callers and any and all non-Smerlas entities (including Bill Belichick) with his ruminations on sports, being a tough guy and hatred of liberals.

However, Smerlas is beginning to gain notoriety for the company he runs, All Pro Productions. It’s not the good kind of notoriety, either.

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