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Hey, Look: I'm Flat-Out Asking For Help

Kyle and I are busy people. We both have full-time jobs. We both write for the FanHouse. I have to spend hours a day sifting through applicants who want to take me on a date, only to discard most of them anyway (by the way, you can apply by emailing me at tom@out-route.com or by clicking that handy MySpace link on the right -- but no fatties). I also have a problem with mescaline. The problem is about doing it as much as finding it; drug dealers are just too unreliable, you know? There just isn't enough time in the day, I tell ya.

So, look: here's the deal. We like to write and entertain. You like to read the divine word. Let's get one of these "one hand washes the other" deals going on, shall we?

We try to keep up with everything that's going on in the world of sport. We go to the basic sources: ESPN, the AP, etc. But we don't have nearly enough time to scour the local papers for the local stories that fall through the national cracks. We're not as lucky as those lovely Deadspin fellows. We don't get paid to spend our entire day scouring RSS feeds. So that's where we need your help.

If you've got a story in your area or life that pertains in any way to athletics, or just an interesting tidbit you think we should know about, we want to hear it. Email myself AND Kyle with tips. Then, we can take that information, process it, and either: a) make it funny, or b) tell you what to think about it. Thanks.

By the way, we're ALWAYS looking for contributors. So if you're interested in that, holler at your boys.