Archives For Writer/Editor: Kyle Scott

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Your favorite talking head can now make their completely ridiculous, rooted in baseless assumption, always wrong game-by-game predictions.


Is that fucking Tom Brokaw in a documentary about Allen Iverson? Which reminds me, have you ever seen my Tom Brokaw impersonation? Continue Reading…


It’s playoff time, which means, you guessed, people tweeting things about Wayne Simmonds that they’ll probably regret.

To the Storify machine!

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And this post doesn’t even include a Joshua Harris reference! Oops…

Laura Goldman of Naked Philadelphian passed along this picture of Jeffrey Lurie, his disproportionately younger and more attractive wife, Tina, Darth Vader Comcast CEO Brian Roberts, Mrs. Vader, and World Bank President Jim Yong Kim. The photo was taken at a fundraiser for Project Home, a charity that aims to end homelessness in Philadelphia through donations and swanky parties where the mega rich swap stories about how mega rich and powerful they are and discuss plans to put in place policies that, ostensibly, make people homeless. And, you know, where they eat $1,000 lobster tails.

Also in attendance were Jon Bon Jovi, huge weirdo David Gregory, Bob Casey, Michael Nutter, and Phillies owners Bill Giles and the rarely-seen John Middleton, who I’m pretty sure is bankrolling Cliff Lee’s contract out of change found in his sofa.

Goldman has more on the dinner, including a picture of Middleton, who apparently opts to sit out of camera view behind home plate at Phillies games.

Go Screw, Dan Carcillo

Kyle Scott —  April 23, 2014 — 39 Comments

You know how this story ends. Classless Flyers fans give (that giant douchebag) Dan Carcillo the finger after playoff goal. This, on the same day that a Bulls fan threatened to bomb the Wizards and kill Joey Crawford’s family. Philly fans are, obviously, the worst:

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Here’s the thing about the Carcillo, um, thing: He deserved it. Yeah, I know that’s sour grapes. But he did his job last night– and that was to get under the Flyers’ (and fans’) skin. The goal was just the FU cherry on top.

I’m generally not a finger-giver, but if I was in that same rinkside seat, I probably would’ve broken my hand by punching the glass in an attempt to get at Carcillo’s face. Because I’m a big tough guy, obviously.

Let’s recap Car Bomb’s explosion:

Starts off the night by joking with his friend Giroux on the ice.

Quickly turns and tries to bait Giroux after Jakub Voracek broke Carl Hagelin in half.

Appears, to those in attendance at least, to take a dive on this hit by Matt Read:

Upon further inspection, yeah, Read caught him with a shoulder. But that wasn’t apparent in the building and, quite frankly, the boos of the “injured” Carcillo were deserved. It looked like he was faking, and he probably was to some degree.

Takes a stupid penalty. 

Comes out of the box and scores the dagger to end all daggers:


That’s the backstory. That’s why the fingers flew. Carcillo deserved them. He earned them. He wanted them. I hate Carcillo, but a part of me still wishes he was on the Flyers. He’s Zac Rinaldo, only dirtier. And his sniveling face makes it easier for him to draw penalties. You just want to catch him with a rogue shoulder. Want to punch him in the face. Want to… give him the double bird.

UPDATE: Forgot to include this for some reason [via the Flyers' city-leading PR department]:

Were you surprised that the fans were that hostile towards you when you were down on the ice with an injury?

“No. Nothing surprises me about this city and the way people act.”

Is there any special satisfaction doing it against this team and in this building?

“Yeah for sure, I played here, I know people on that other side. When you don’t get qualified by a team it basically means that don’t want you so to come back and score a big goal… two points is huge we needed to get home ice back and that’s what we did.”

Everyone with the two points.

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I suppose another headline could’ve been: Kacie McDonnell Out of Her Wolf of Broad Street t-shirt. But I didn’t want to bait you.

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I can’t tell if I love this or hate this [via the Flyers' city-leading PR department]:

What’s the mindset now? Obviously you came back with some momentum. Now they grab a game down here. What’s the mindset?

“It doesn’t change anything for us. We’ll be ready for game four. We’re going to tie up this series and go back to New York. We just have to stay confident. That’s why it’s playoffs. It’s exciting. We’re going to come off even better in game four.”

Do you look at game four as a must win?

“Obviously. We’re at home. I think those games at home, you have to win them. Tonight we weren’t able to get the job done. Now we’re looking to [do it] game four.”

You know what, I’m going to set aside the fact that the guy hasn’t scored or had a shot on goal in three games and go with this. We all ate crow once already this season. Why do it again? It tastes like garbage. If Giroux says they’re going to win, then they’re going to win. They’ll probably win. I mean, they should win. Maybe they’ll win. It’s mostly a toss-up. They probably won’t win.

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I loved writing that headline. Loved it a lot.

Remember all those stories about Evan Turner being bipolar, the hypnotist he allegedly met with, and the overall sentiment that he was nutsWell! here’s a story for you. Adrian Wojnarowski of Yahoo! reports that Turner was dragged out of a Pacers practice the night before Game 1 of their playoff series after fighting with teammate Lance Stephenson:

On the eve of this Eastern Conference series, the wobbling No. 1 seed punctuated its final playoff preparations in a most self-destructive way: Two Indiana Pacers dragged a cursing, cut Evan Turner out of the Bankers Life Fieldhouse court, untangling him from a practice-floor fistfight with teammate Lance Stephenson.

Turner hadn’t been the first Pacer to lose his temper with Stephenson these tumultuous several weeks, and Stephenson’s relentlessly irritable nature suggests Turner won’t be the last. These scrapes aren’t uncommon in the NBA, but this confrontation had been weeks in the making and that reflected in the ferocity of the encounter, sources told Yahoo Sports.

These two guards have struggled together since the deadline deal brought Turner from Philadelphia to Indiana. Suddenly, Turner is learning to play without the ball in his hands, and Stephenson is relearning the balance of passing and shooting. Truth be told, there were probably Pacers willing to let Stephenson and Turner beat the dribble out of each other. Still, Luis Scola and David West finally grabbed an enraged Turner and separated Stephenson.

Bird made two significant deals to fortify this title run – Turner for Danny Granger, and the signing of Andrew Bynum – and those haven’t worked for him. Bynum could be done for the season with his knee problems, and perhaps everyone underestimated how much Granger had left in him, and how awkwardly Turner would fit into the Pacers.


Though it’s certainly not all Turner’s fault, the Pacers have gone 15-13 since the trade. That’s after a 41-13 start.

Turner is averaging just 7.1 points, 3.2 rebounds and 2.4 assists per game since being traded. That’s compared to 17.4, 6.0 and 3.7 with the Sixers this season. He’s playing fewer minutes, but the production rate still isn’t where it was. Per 36 minutes, he’s averaging 12.1 points (17.9 with Sixers), 5.4 rebounds (6.1) and 4.0 (3.8) assists with the Pacers. Meep meep!