A guy named Sam Ryan, who runs a blog cleverly titled, "Sam Ryan," found our little post about the MILF-y sportscaster. If you recall, we said this about Ryan:
Now our blogger Sam Ryan, who found our site via Google, retaliates taking this shot:
Sam Ryan. Say it out loud. Everybody now. The name just sounds hot.
Aaagh! Sam Ryan sounds so hot — almost pornstar-y.
But she knows her shit, is on board with suburbia and if you tell your friends you reamed a chick named Sam Ryan, they’ll instantly think she’s hot.
This borders on defamation of character. My name is not sexy. The official Sam Ryan website, which you are reading right now, is way further down on the Google results than a blog post about whether sports fans would have sex with some random reporter. And here’s the kicker: Her real name is Samantha Dombroski. Not Sam Ryan. That is my name, and she took it from me.
This is it, sports fans. You are On Notice. Recognize me as the one true Sam Ryan, and I will consider revising my opinion of your depraved, ugly little minds.
(Update: Our Book of Scrap has our back! Thanks, fellas!)