Granted, there’s nobody terribly famous in the picture … but I figure it’s just a matter of time before Susan Sarandon, Richard Gere, Danny Glover, and Tim Robbins start kvetching.
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Remember how last year X17Online ran with the story that Parker was fooling around on his new bride Longoria, but then it turned out to be a bunch of hooey? X17 finally fessed up. Here’s their statement, in its entirety:
In December 2007, X17online.com published over ten articles concerning Tony Parker and a woman named Alexandra Paressant. Various of the articles asserted that, after Mr. Parker was introduced to Ms. Paressant by Thierry Henry at this wedding to Eva Longoria, Mr. Parker engaged in sexual relations with Ms. Paressant. Since the publication of these articles, X17online.com and X17, Inc. have discovered that Mr. Parker has never met with, or spoken to, Ms. Paressant nor has he ever had sexual relations with her. X17online.com and X17, Inc. regret having been misled by Ms. Paressant and her representatives and apologize to Mr. Parker for any damage or inconvenience this may have caused him or his wife.
Confession is good for the soul. And so is avoiding a $20 million lawsuit! For what it’s worth, Deceiver’s own apology is here. (Note the date on it…) And here is Dana Kennedy’s detective work that blew the story wide open. Whaddaya call that, when you actually check facts and stuff? Oh yeah: Reporting.

Billionaire bad-boy and NBA team owner Mark Cuban recently made news in Dallas by banning bloggers from his team’s locker room. Well, actually, he just banned Tim McMahon, the only blogger who had been a regular post-game fixture with the players. This guy wasn’t just some random Jason Kidd-worshipper. McMahon was writing for the online Dallas Morning News. Right after McMahon blogged about a grassroots fan movement to convince Cuban to fire his head coach.
Cuban defended himself by writing:
“I am of the opinion that a blogger for one of the local newspapers is no better or worse than the blogger from the local high school, from the local huge Mavs fan, from an out of town blogger.”
Translation: All bloggers suck, so we won’t waste locker-room oxygen on them. Oh yeah — he wrote this on his own blog. And Cuban isn’t just an idle key-tapper. He’s considered such a serious celebrity blogger that he delivered the keynote address at BlogWorldExpo just five months ago.
Quoth the tantrum-prone Cuban in November:
“Blogging isn’t just about people getting things off their chest, it’s a way for ideas and the truth to come out.”
Here’s a slice of truth, courtesy of Slam Online: Doesn’t a blogger ban mean that Dallas Mavericks players won’t have to listen to Cuban (a blogger) whine in the locker room any more?
The family of John Graziano, the kid that Hulk Hogan’s boy put into a coma, wants to Hogans to stay the eff away from the hospital where John is currently being treated.
Linda Bollea and her spawn Nick and Brooke went to visit John last month, and photos later suspiciously popped up on gossip sites, suggesting the family had called the paparazzi about the photo op.
The Grazianos are not impressed:
“We believe that it was a total (public relations) stunt,” said attorney Kimberley Kohn.
No kidding. When the Hogan/Bolleas aren’t busy blaming John for getting himself in a coma, they try to drum up sympathy for themselves in a pretty low way. Class acts, these people.
Life’s a Beach
Linda Bollea, aka Hulk Hogan’s estranged wife, hit the beach with a copy of the book Freeing Yourself From the Narcissist in Your Life.
Which, as the Superfish points out, is a bit ironic for someone who:
…looks like East German Barbie but with implants. And also used to be named Klaus.
Amen, brother. You know from our extensive previous coverage of the Hulk’s divorce that this is a pretty apt observation.
U and Ur Hand for Sure
Ruh roh. Carey Hart is in some major shiz.
The motocross champ (and husband to rocker girl Pink, who you just know has a killer right hook) was photographed getting flirty with some chick who wasn’t Pink in Vegas over the weekend.
This isn’t the first time he’s gotten in trouble for this kind of bad behavior either. Last summer, there were widespread rumors of his infidelities while Pink was on tour in Europe, to which he replied:
“Just a bunch of trash talk … It’s just a nasty rumor. Everything’s fine.”
Looks fine to me!
Speaking of nasty, that girl he’s with needs to revisit whether she’s wearing a shirt or a dress. Girlfriend is cheeky.
UPDATE: Pink and Carey Hart are getting divorced.
Say, what has the Juice been up to lately? Oh, you know, the usual…
O.J. Simpson’s long-time girlfriend has severe injuries that are consistent with an assault, rather than simply a fall…
Christie Prody, 32, remains hospitalized at Baptist Memorial Hospital in Miami and may be facing brain surgery…
O.J. says that Prody’s injuries are self-inflicted and that she went on a drunken binge and fell down. But cops aren’t convinced, insiders say. And Prody’s injuries are so severe that they are consistent with an assault. Prody was hospitalized after she collapsed at a gas station and hit her head. Simpson was not with her at the time.
But once Prody was examined it became clear that she had more injuries than could have been caused by the fall. She had numerous large bruises and abrasions on her face, arms, legs and buttocks…
O.J.’s lawyer Yale Galanter denied his client had anything to do with Prody’s injuries, an accusation that has not been made by anyone. Responding to the Enquirer’s exclusive report yesterday that some cops aren’t convinced Prody’s injuries are self-inflicted, Galanter told the Miami Herald: “That’s crap.”
Who would ever think that a gorgeous young blonde would be in any danger from O.J. Simpson? Let the hunt for the real batterer begin!
Now, keep in mind that this is from the National Enquirer. So hey, who knows. But if it’s true, it’ll be fun to watch the people who still don’t believe he did it the first time.
Ain’t No Party Like a Hulk Hogan Party ‘Cause a Hulk Hogan Party Has No Sense of Decorum or Shame
The Hulkster was “King Bacchus” at this year’s Mardi Gras in New Orleans, showing off his chemically enhanced biceps and hurling “doubloons” at the assembled parade spectators. Check out those pythons, brother!

Hogan might seem like an unwise choice for such an honor, considering the events of the last six months or so. But the guy who picked him insists it was really a smart idea:
Michael Hunt, chairman of the Krewe of Bacchus kings committee, quickly has leapt into the ring to defend Hulk Hogan, whose selection as 2008 celebrity monarch has been attacked on Web forums for everything from Hogan’s “Z-list” celebrity status to his recent domestic troubles to his New Orleans irrelevance.
Hunt selected Hogan, as he has every Bacchus since 2002, and he vows to relinquish his position as Bacchus king-maker if Hogan does not ultimately win over Carnival revelers…
Hogan’s popularity among children is one of Hunt’s primary concerns, he said. Bacchus’s annual visit to Children’s Hospital to dispense doubloons to the bed-bound is the celebrity monarch’s only responsibility, according to Hunt, besides reigning over the parade.
1) Yes, apparently Mike Hunt really is this fellow’s name, and 2) Originally I was going to knock Hogan for supposedly being a role model to kids while at the same time celebrating Bacchus, God of Wine. But then I realized: What better icon of drunken irresponsibility can you find than Hulk Hogan? You remember, the guy who bought his 17-year-old son cases and cases of beer and encouraged him to drag-race on public streets? Which ended up putting U.S. Marine John Graziano in a hospital bed, where he’ll probably be for life? What could be more Bacchanalian than that? Well played, Mardi Gras. Well played.
Ink-oherent
Soccer “star” David Beckham, last seen sporting a t-shirt with his wife Victoria’s naked, airbrushed body on the front, has decided to make things more permanent by having her image squirted into his very flesh:
The marking on his left forearm depicts Posh as a naked angel surrounded by stars and is the first to feature a picture of her.
The seven-inch tattoo winds around a previous design which spells out her name in Hindi. It is a replica of a photo of her taken in a shoot for Pop magazine in 2004…
Beckham reportedly wants to have his upper torso covered in tattoos like Prison Break hero Michael Scofield.
The sleeve design on his lower arm was last year reported to be inspired by Wentworth Miller’s character in the hit US TV show.
So much for “Protect the Skin You’re In”! More like “Deride Your Hide.” If he’s going to imitate a TV show, why can’t it be Lost? As in, that’s what he should get.
Yesterday Holly told you about Victoria Beckham’s new “Protect the Skin You’re In” t-shirts to raise money for skin-cancer research. Courtesy of the Daily Mail, here’s her husband (That Guy We’re Supposed to Care About Even Though He’s a Professional Soccer Player) wearing one of the shirts:

It’s certainly a good cause, and an even better PhotoShop. But considering the message… shouldn’t it be a long-sleeve t-shirt?
