As most of you know, Emmitt Smith and his partner won on ‘Dancing with the Stars’ last nite. And as corny as the whole concept is to me, he really did well. Emmitt can really move. I mean we knew he could shake and spin from his NFL days, but who knew he had it on the dance floor? When I first heard he was on the show I was sure it would ruin his tough gridiron guy image. I mean Dancing with the Stars – that’s a little fruity… But then I thought about it some more and I was like Emmitt Smith is a man’s man. He’s the NFL’s all-time rushing leader. He’s in the hall of fame for goodness sake. If anyone can bring some legitimacy (ok maybe ‘legitimacy’ is a strong word’) to the show, it’s Emmitt. You can’t get more UN-gay than him… At least that’s what I thought until I saw the sleeveless green silk monstrosity he wore the other nite. Can someone say “FABULOUS?” Emmitt looked like an allergist for real. Sorry people. It needed to be said. If you have no idea what I meant by that, set aside ten bucks and come see me live sometime… I can just imagine (imagine=hope) the arguments he had with the wardrobe designer. “Do you know who I am? I ain’t gon be dancin’ around looking like a damn lepranigga.” Or at least I hope that’s how it went…
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 He was on the Steve Harvey morning show yesterday and they were all saying how great he is and how wonderful it is that he stepped out of the box and did this. But I KNOW as soon as he hung up the phone they were cracking the heck up. Damn Emmitt, why’d you let ’em do it to you? You JUST retired last year. It can’t be that bad.
