"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer"
Everyone used to laugh and call Tim Tebow names. But one day his coach was forced to start him. Thanks to the bright light that exudes from him for all to see, Tebow got the job done and everyone loved him and shouted out with glee. Tebow went down in history.
"A Christmas Carol"
A mean, old boss (Scrooge Elway) mistreats his best employee (Tebow Cratchit) even though Tebow is a hard worker who is dedicated to the company and makes it a success.
One night, Scrooge Elway is visited by three ghosts: the Ghost of Christmas Past, who shows him horrifying footage of Kyle Orton; the Ghost of Christmas Present, who takes him to see another miraculous late-game Tebow comeback; and, finally, the Ghost of Christmas Future, who shows Scrooge Elway a post-Super Bowl championship victory speech by Tebow, in which Tebow asks everyone to remember Elway, recently dead due to lightning strike.
Scrooge Elway comes to realize the error of his ways and accepts and loves Tebow. In doing so, Elway receives salvation.
Julian Edelman is giving you a crotch grab for Christmas.
Submitted by reader David W. from Potomac, Maryland
Here's David on his team, followed by a look at his roster: "Fewest points in the league, yet the Dream Team pulls it out and grabs the four seed. Basically hoping that's how the real Dream Team gets in."
Being Urban doesn't mean you are cool.
The New York Post reported that Yankees shortstop Derek Jeter sends off his one-night stands with a gift bag including signed memorabilia. What a charmer! Here's what some of Jeter's Yankees teammates and fellow Yankee legends give their conquests
Joba Chamberlain: gonorrhea
CC Sabathia: an expensive box of chocolates (mostly eaten)
A.J. Burnett: shaving cream pie and an overwhelming sense of regret
Jorge Posada: catching equipment that he doesn't use anymore
It's harder to do that move while returning a kick in a trench coat.
Ever receive a horrible and/or hilarious sports gift? Send your submissions to OverheardSP at gmail.
When I was in high school, my grandmother decided it would be a great idea to get me an Indiana University short-sleeve cheerleading sweater. It was also size XXL and went down past my knees. Not exactly an ideal gift for a 130-pound, 15 year-old boy. Or really any human. When I asked her why, she said, "because you love the Colts."
That same Christmas, Grandma got my fashionable sister a puffy BYU Cougars coat. My Grandma thought the 'Y' stood for Yale. No one in my family went to Yale. It was in the Goodwill dumpster a week later.
I'm a lifelong diehard Cubs fan and Louisville Cardinals fan. Three years ago, I was surprised to see that my older brother had not one, but two Christmas gifts for me under the tree. I opened the first one to find a UK (University of Kentucky) hooded sweatshirt. Surely, he is messing with me. Go to open the second one, a St. Louis Cardinals New Era hat. WTF.
Saddest part about all of this, it wasn't a joke. He thought I would like them. I returned the UK sweatshirt asap and re-gifted the same hat to him the next year. Needless to say, we would have our asses handed to us on Family Feud.