Howard recap site...very good. http://www.marksfriggin.com/
lvrj from a few years back
I'll actually give him credit, he was dead on with the Super Bowl when I saw him at the Hard Rock in Vegas. One funny bastard, especially when mixed with Jack & water
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Artie Lange's tout for the Super Bowl:
"My early prediction is the `over.' That's the only thing I can say," Howard Stern's party-hardy sidekick said a week ago, not having a strong hunch for either the New England Patriots or Carolina Panthers in Sunday's championship game.
"There's nothing better than an over bet (that the score will be higher than the point total set by the sports book) because once you win you can't lose," he explains. "It's just like, the party starts."
But then, Stern listeners know that in a season picks contest, "I lost to a Ku Klux Klan guy and I tied a chicken," Lange adds with a laugh.
The show had to award $25,000 to recurring Klansman guest Daniel Carver. "Everyone was blaming me because we had to give money to a Klan guy. And I was like, `How come nobody's mad at the chicken?' "
The sports books surely will be salivating as much as Lange's fans when the comedian returns for his second consecutive Super Bowl weekend, moving his stand-up act from the locals-oriented Suncoast to the heart of the tourist action at the Hard Rock Hotel.
Lange is top-billed for Beacher's Comedy Madhouse, a themed showcase that embellishes the usual bare-bones comedy club with strippers, jugglers and sideshow acts. Lange says promoter Jeff Beacher built a good reputation for the Madhouse in New York City and he always wanted to headline it.
"Hey look, I'm on the Howard Stern show, so I'm good at competing with strippers and midgets. I'm very comfortable in that atmosphere, I'll put it that way," he says.
What's more surprising is that Beacher has virtually an open field on a weekend that had become known for a choice of comedians who skew to the male party demographic.
The weekend's big concert acts -- David Bowie today and George Strait on Saturday -- don't need the game crowd to sell tickets (though it couldn't hurt). The action this year is strictly the Super Bowl itself, or more specifically, where to see it.
The choices become more novel each year. You can watch XXXVIII in a sports arena (The Orleans), a movie theater (Brendan Theatres at The Palms), or on the stage usually paint-splattered by the Blue Man Group (Luxor). For those who want to be in touch with their feminine side, there's the velvety cabaret atmosphere of Cirque du Soleil's "Zumanity" theater at New York-New York.
For sophisticates who belch at the notion of a hot dog slopped in yellow mustard, Wolfgang Puck's three restaurants offer such game fare as ham and cheddar cheese panini on sourdough (Spago at the Forum Shops at Caesars), smoked salmon pizza with dill créme fr‰iche, chives and black caviar (Postrio at The Venetian's Grand Canal Shoppes) or Caesar salad with pizza grissini and asiago (Trattoria del Lupo at Mandalay Bay).
A referee would need his tape measure to settle the bragging rights issue for who has the "biggest" party. Most years, the Riviera is undisputed with its annual soiree in the Royale Pavilion convention center. It's the one that trots out former NFL players as celebrity hosts, this year including Deacon Jones and Billy Kilmer.
The Orleans might win on a technicality this year. The main casino's ballroom and theater both host parties, and those are separate from a new one in the Orleans Arena. It has the novelty of being followed by "Godzilla" and other favorites from Blue Oyster Cult.
The promoter of a planned New Year's Eve concert at the troubled Castaways was looking to move the show. "All the other proposals were kind of the same as the parties in the casino. But a concert? Now that's different enough," arena manager Steve Stallworth says.
But really, it's not the cheerleaders, buffet feeds or open bars that make the casino viewing experience more fun than home.
It's the prop bets. The second (or third, fourth) chance at redemption.
"I can't wait to get there for those prop bets," Lange says. "That's why I love Vegas. Field goals, fumbles, betting the coin toss."
And the half-time bets. They make more sense than the younger Lange's betting strategy. "I was working as a longshoreman for a little while (circa 1992), and on Monday nights during football season, right after work, I would call the bookie and make a bet," he explains.
"Then I'd go to happy hour and get loaded. And at 7:30, I'd call the bookie back and drunkenly I would bet the other team. So all I could do was lose the vig. There was no way to win.
"The next day I called the bookie and I said, `Why did you let me do that?'
"And this guy goes to me, 'Cause you have to learn a lesson about life.'
"My hand was shaking I was so mad: `I'm getting a life lesson from a bookie from Staton Island right now?'
Source: ReviewJournal
I'll actually give him credit, he was dead on with the Super Bowl when I saw him at the Hard Rock in Vegas. One funny bastard, especially when mixed with Jack & water
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Artie Lange's tout for the Super Bowl:
"My early prediction is the `over.' That's the only thing I can say," Howard Stern's party-hardy sidekick said a week ago, not having a strong hunch for either the New England Patriots or Carolina Panthers in Sunday's championship game.
"There's nothing better than an over bet (that the score will be higher than the point total set by the sports book) because once you win you can't lose," he explains. "It's just like, the party starts."
But then, Stern listeners know that in a season picks contest, "I lost to a Ku Klux Klan guy and I tied a chicken," Lange adds with a laugh.
The show had to award $25,000 to recurring Klansman guest Daniel Carver. "Everyone was blaming me because we had to give money to a Klan guy. And I was like, `How come nobody's mad at the chicken?' "
The sports books surely will be salivating as much as Lange's fans when the comedian returns for his second consecutive Super Bowl weekend, moving his stand-up act from the locals-oriented Suncoast to the heart of the tourist action at the Hard Rock Hotel.
Lange is top-billed for Beacher's Comedy Madhouse, a themed showcase that embellishes the usual bare-bones comedy club with strippers, jugglers and sideshow acts. Lange says promoter Jeff Beacher built a good reputation for the Madhouse in New York City and he always wanted to headline it.
"Hey look, I'm on the Howard Stern show, so I'm good at competing with strippers and midgets. I'm very comfortable in that atmosphere, I'll put it that way," he says.
What's more surprising is that Beacher has virtually an open field on a weekend that had become known for a choice of comedians who skew to the male party demographic.
The weekend's big concert acts -- David Bowie today and George Strait on Saturday -- don't need the game crowd to sell tickets (though it couldn't hurt). The action this year is strictly the Super Bowl itself, or more specifically, where to see it.
The choices become more novel each year. You can watch XXXVIII in a sports arena (The Orleans), a movie theater (Brendan Theatres at The Palms), or on the stage usually paint-splattered by the Blue Man Group (Luxor). For those who want to be in touch with their feminine side, there's the velvety cabaret atmosphere of Cirque du Soleil's "Zumanity" theater at New York-New York.
For sophisticates who belch at the notion of a hot dog slopped in yellow mustard, Wolfgang Puck's three restaurants offer such game fare as ham and cheddar cheese panini on sourdough (Spago at the Forum Shops at Caesars), smoked salmon pizza with dill créme fr‰iche, chives and black caviar (Postrio at The Venetian's Grand Canal Shoppes) or Caesar salad with pizza grissini and asiago (Trattoria del Lupo at Mandalay Bay).
A referee would need his tape measure to settle the bragging rights issue for who has the "biggest" party. Most years, the Riviera is undisputed with its annual soiree in the Royale Pavilion convention center. It's the one that trots out former NFL players as celebrity hosts, this year including Deacon Jones and Billy Kilmer.
The Orleans might win on a technicality this year. The main casino's ballroom and theater both host parties, and those are separate from a new one in the Orleans Arena. It has the novelty of being followed by "Godzilla" and other favorites from Blue Oyster Cult.
The promoter of a planned New Year's Eve concert at the troubled Castaways was looking to move the show. "All the other proposals were kind of the same as the parties in the casino. But a concert? Now that's different enough," arena manager Steve Stallworth says.
But really, it's not the cheerleaders, buffet feeds or open bars that make the casino viewing experience more fun than home.
It's the prop bets. The second (or third, fourth) chance at redemption.
"I can't wait to get there for those prop bets," Lange says. "That's why I love Vegas. Field goals, fumbles, betting the coin toss."
And the half-time bets. They make more sense than the younger Lange's betting strategy. "I was working as a longshoreman for a little while (circa 1992), and on Monday nights during football season, right after work, I would call the bookie and make a bet," he explains.
"Then I'd go to happy hour and get loaded. And at 7:30, I'd call the bookie back and drunkenly I would bet the other team. So all I could do was lose the vig. There was no way to win.
"The next day I called the bookie and I said, `Why did you let me do that?'
"And this guy goes to me, 'Cause you have to learn a lesson about life.'
"My hand was shaking I was so mad: `I'm getting a life lesson from a bookie from Staton Island right now?'
Source: ReviewJournal
That story Artie has told about when he was working on the sketch comedy show ( can't remember the name) and he was dressed in a pig suit and during a break in taping decided he needed to go and buy some powder is one of the funniest stories I've ever heard.The bit when he was really drunk with the Queer Eye For the Straight Guys people was funny too.
