Dinner for Five Part III

Big moments is what I am all about.  I consider this the 4th quarter or home stretch with the end in sight.  Of course there were many choices on who should be joining me at the final table and no sorry it won't be including Mike 'The Mouth' Matusow.  I have thought long and hard about this (maybe ten minutes really) and thought it only be right to have my last supper with four sports stars.  Now these are not your typical sports stars because let's face it, we won't play golf like Tiger or hit a homer in PNC park.  Not saying the Pirates do either, but we are looking at the big picture so try and focus.

There are many movies where entertainers have gotten to shine, but only four really stood out in my mind.  I will first give the honorable mentions.  Rudy's star Sean Astin would easily be invited if it weren't for one major problem.  Now I know I will get heckled for this seeing Jon Favreau and Vince Vaughn are the masterminds behind Dinner for Five, but let's face it, South Bend is South Bend and Notre Dame is not part of any vocabulary of anyone who is a true West Virginia fan.  Argue that if you want because that is how I feel.  Another one who deserves mention is Charlie Sheen as 'Wild Thing' which would normally deserve a chair except for being mentioned in a previous blog which I guess eliminates him.  Of course to even my own surprise Matt Damon has not received mention since he is in about every movie imaginable, but his role as Bagger Vance was not enough to snag him a seat.  I did however chose to pick Kevin Costner for two reasons: Field of Dreams and Tin Cup.  Take your pick really, but Costner has every man who plays golf trying the ol' tin cup now and again and let's face it 'If you build it they will come'.

Since we are on the golf theme this man needs absolutely no introduction.  He has hooked up with some of the finest ladies in Hollywood when you look like this.  Call him what you want, Happy Gilmore has established himself for taking down 'Shooter' McGavin and telling Bob Barker that the price is wrong.  This was really the beginning of people taking large divots out of the ground trying to hit the long ball.  But I think the one interesting fact about Mr. Sandler that I would have to ask is how it was hooking up with Pete Sampras's wife in Billy Madison.  Sorry Pete, but you got sloppy seconds from this guy.  

Not like any of my picks need any real introduction and MJ is no exception.  If arguably the world's greatest basketball player is willing to team up with Bugs Bunny and travel to Moron Mountain to battle the Mon Stars then he deserves a chair nonetheless.  Six championships not enough for you?  Well, he is one of the greatest players ever to wear a Tar Heel uniform and anyone who wears there UNC college shorts under their pro jersey, well yea enough said.

Last and by no means least was the reason why I would ever consider boxing.  'Yo, Adrien' play some Eye of the Tiger.  Anyone who can take down Apollo Creed, Mr. T, and the Russian.  If Sylvester Stallone wants to step in the ring with any of those guys more power to him.  Rocky is really the only reason I can think of anyone would ever want to trade blows with boxing gloves, and I can't imagine listening to workout music without having something playing from a Rocky soundtrack.  If you don't get pumped up from one of these songs obviously something is wrong with you.  All four men have earned their rightful spot and I thought I would end the series on a high note.

Not often do I make mistakes (seeing I am as close to Perfect as the man himself), but when you make a mistake you have to man up to it.  Well, I made a mistake.  I previously laughed to myself when I made reference to waiting on top of the Empire State Building hoping to run into my valentine Brittany Snow.  I laughed because I thought really who goes to New York for Valentine's Day and even though a Tom Hanks/Meg Ryan reunion would be nice I thought the idea was a little silly.  Instead, I learned today that Brittany Snow was in New York over Valentine's Day.  For some reason, my gut told me I would eat my words and well I was right.  I am sure she was having dinner with a view of the Empire State Building and said, "Ryan Rottman, I've got to go."  Yup her words not mine.  Of course I was a no show and she was forced to go back to him in the mean time.  Good news is in about a week Brittany I will be in your hometown of Tampa and I promise not to leave you hanging again.  I would say have your people call my people, but they might as well call me because I have no people.  Don't forget though, I will be in town, lose that other guy and let's hang out.

And as mentioned before, I know the blog needs updated so if anyone has any suggestions or knows how to do any cool things to it let me know. 

I couldn't help myself.

KylesBottomLine