Beeso and the Doc are back and are not here to (a) fuck spiders or (b) listen to opposing points of view as they get into: the best around (nothin's gonna go and keep you down), cash grabs, filthy casuals, club and country, El Catalan, Arsene's been drunk shopping on eBay again, Steph's tennis shoes get roasted, my era's heroes > your era's heroes, the backlash to the reaction to the backlash to the reaction, Kerr's programmic specificity, red rags to a baller, Young Liberal anthem singers, Big Cans Bynum, England are rooned, 57 channels and nothing on, Robin Hood motherfuckers from Souvlakia, our contractually obligated Keef Flint reference, Money Bill Williams solves the Auckland housing crisis, don't shitpost ill of the dead, and why noone in the NBA can be fucked going to Rio whether their baby smiles at them or otherwise.
In which @beeso of Lantanaland and @DrYobbo of the World of Bollocks attempt to further the cause of human discourse by diluting the overall quality of white male contributions thereto. Is it a meta-satire of cliche-heavy sports punditry? Is it a subversion of generational stereotypes around music, media, pop culture and the atrophying effect of age? Is it just another pair of washed-up flogs with a podcast? NO. It's another pair of washed-up flogs with TWO podcasts...
#BALLS: Mostly sport, out every weekend. Think Roy and HG, with more booze and far, far worse takes. May contain #NBAfeels.
#BALLS After Dark: Mostly everything that's not sport, mostly harmless, out mid-week each week. Featuring our After Dark New Music Challenge, where we review two brand new albums and a well-aged classic each week.