Daniel J. Costenbader, a junior electrical engineering major at Penn State, had a little too much fun (or not enough if you ask an Ohio State fan) celebrating his 21st birthday. The student entered the Lasch Football Building on Thursday morning causing approximately $5,000 worth of damage all while wearing a football helmet. When police found Costenbader, who called the cops earlier to report a fight (so he pretty much got himself busted), he was waving what was believed to be a replica of the Alamo trophy.

Buccaneers safety, Donte Nicholson was tased twice by police outside of a club early Monday morning in St. Petersburg. The incident started when Torrey Robinson, Nicholson's roommate, hit a security guard at the club in the face with a watch when he was not admitted back into the venue at closing time. After seeing his roommate being detained, Nicholson entered the fracas.

The NFL has decided to make gang signs a point of interest in the upcoming football season and has begun patrolling game tapes. The league has hired experts to study the tapes and identify gang gestures.

Todd "Hammer" Jones (we aren't sure how official that nickname is, but we heard it once and think it's perfect) was unable to close the game out for the Detroit Tigers, which eventually led to a 7-6, 11th inning loss to Minnesota. Besides the obvious ill-effects it had on the win-loss column, his inadequacies on the mound had an even greater reach. Chuck Douglas Booth, a 31-year-old baseball from Vancouver, had his Guiness record ruined by the Hammer's performance.

According to the Detroit Free Press, Booth had been attempting to see games in all 30 major league stadiums in 26 days. The record requires that Booth see every pitch of the game, and Thursday's schedule was to include an afternoon game in Detroit followed by a night game in Cleveland. Because the Tigers' game ended at 5:15pm, he was unable to make the 7:05pm start time in Cleveland.

"It happens," Booth said. "It's baseball." Interpretation: We knew what to expect when the Hammer took the ball in the ninth.

The eighth case of doping involving athletes or coaches in China since January involves a female race walker. Song Hongjuan was suspended four years for testing positive for the blood-boosting hormone EPO in a surprise, out-of-competition test in Beijing on February 24. The amazing part of this story is that a race walker is doing the doping. Next thing you'll tell us is that the 2010 Winter Olympics will be mired in a doping scandal involving Norwegian curlers.

First, it was Yankees first baseman/DH Jason Giambi wearing women's underwear to get him out of a hitting slump. Then came the mustache that has taken on a life of it's own. Those stupid fake mustaches seem to overtaken Derek Jeter in fan popularity this season.

We came across an interesting post in Darren Rovell's "SportsBiz" blog on CNBC.com that brought to our attention the dilemna facing Rotohog.

Rotohog.com, a fantasy sports website, recently paid 776.66 for an apple that supposedly was eaten and discarded by Tiger Woods during the playoff round of this year's U.S. Open. The company has taken the idea that Mark Ecko had for Barry Bonds' 756 home run ball and decided to let the public decide the fate of Tiger's apple. According to http://www.tigersapple.com/, here are your four choices:

A. Plant it. Petition San Diego County and Torrey Pines to use the seeds of

the apple to plant a tree on the 16th hole of the South course to commemorate

Tiger and even Rocco as we would also donate a rock to sit next to Tiger's

apple tree.

B. Plane it. Send the apple--and a lucky person to the PGA--to serve as

Tiger's representative since he is currently on the mend.

C. Pound it. Tee it up at Torrey Pines and have a celebrity hitter

blast the apple core.

D. Prove it. Send the apple to a leading scientific facility to conduct

a DNA test to prove once and for all if it is indeed Tiger's and to gauge any

cloning potential.

We agree with Rovell that we'd love to see the DNA results, but planting it would be a pretty cool idea as well. This entire process is absurd though.

A thirty-five year old woman named Lisa Miceli, who has been claiming that the basketball great Michael Jordan is the father of her son despite two DNA tests to the contrary, was facing contempt of court charges after allegedly leaving threatening and profane message on the voicemail of Jordan's lawyer. The hearing on the issue was postponed though to July 15 as Miceli asked the judged to remove himself and her attorney requested to withdraw.

The lesson in this is that when you hang out with Charles Oakley this is the type of woman you will meet.

Carsten Charles Sabathia is no more. The new Milwaukee Brewer ace formerly known as C.C. Sabathia no longer wants those annoying periods after the initials he uses in his first name. We say CC should be less concerned about shedding dots and more concerned about shedding pounds. Was that harsh? Maybe it was. We would take CC on our TSP pitching staff any day of the week. That makes it better, right?

It's been over a year since a dogfighting ring was discovered on the property of Michael Vick, and the story has been out of the public's conscious since Vick was sentenced. The Washington Post published a story today that gives hope for a happy ending to such a disgusting story.

According to the Minneapolis Star Tribune the Detroit Red Wings and Chicago Blackhawks will be the teams playing in the 2nd Winter Classic to be held on New Year's Day 2009. The league is expected to announce next week that the site of the outdoor hockey game will be Chicago's Wrigley Field.

Tony Romo sure knows how to treat a girl. According to People Magazine, Jessica Simpson met the Cowboys' quarterback and his parents at the Olive Garden in Janesville, Wisconsin. Simpson reportedly enjoyed three-cheese ziti, a glass of wine and of course the faux Italian decor.

Today is the Fourth of July - a day in which we thank our men and women serving the country, grab a beverage, and cook out with family and friends. Just make sure you go outside and check on the grill around 12pm EST in order to protect your appetite.

Today marks the most patriotic day of the year as we celebrate the birth of this great nation, and there is nothing that represents the United States of America quite like our national anthem. We decided to take a few minutes to compile the some of the most memorable versions that have taken place at sporting events. You've seen them already, but they never get old...

There was an article in the Chicago Sun-Times in which Jay Williams, the #2 overall pick in the 2002 NBA Draft, discussed the expectations Derrick Rose can expect to face in the Windy City. Although the article is about him there is not one quote by Rose in the entire story. This might be because of the telephone conversation Jay and Derrick had on Friday, the day after Derrick was drafted:

Jay Williams: Hey Derrick, this is Jay Williams.

Derrick Rose: Umm, Jay Williams? Oh man, my bad, sorry I have just had a lot of people calling me the last 24 hrs. I am a big fan I used to have your number 55 Kings jersey. Hey, Jay are you still tight with Randy Moss? He is my favorite football player!

Williams: (laughing) No D this is Jay Williams, you know, from Duke, I was the #2 draft pick of the Bulls back in '02. You might have had my jersey as well, I was number 22.

Rose: Nah man, I have no clue what you're talking about and I have been a Bulls fan all my life. How did you get my number anyway?

Williams: Your a funny guy D Rose, Jerry told me you were a funny, likable, kid and that was a big reason they took you #1. Man he was right on that one...

Rose: Jerry?

Williams: Yeah, your owner, Jerry Reinsdorf, he wanted me to mentor you so you do not make some of the poor decisions I made when I was a pro.

Rose: (annoyed) Why Jay Williams what kind of trouble did you get into?

Williams: (sad) Actually, I got into a motorcycle accident in my first offseason as a pro and injured my leg, basically was never the same after that, ruined my career.

Rose: (more interested) Wait a minute, I remember who you are now, but I could have sworn you went to St. John's? Also, why would Jerry want me taking advice from someone who shot and killed his limo driver with a shotgun? I think hurting your leg, no offense, is the least of your problems.

Williams: (getting mad) No Derrick, that is Jayson Williams, I am Jay Williams, I was player of the year at DUKE for christ's sake!

Rose: (rushing) Look Jay I have to go. Just a heads up, it is not cool anymore to say you went to Duke. If you are going to lie about what school you went to, use Memphis or at least North Carolina, never Duke. Chicks don't dig Duke, at all. (hangs up)

Williams: Derrick? Derrick? You there? Well this newspaper article interview is going to be awkward.